"Call the secretary of the Tribunal," I tell him. "Inform them we need a body removal at this address. I want you to do one final sweep of the place and then burn it down when she's gone."

"On it, boss." He nods.

"Call me when it's handled."

"Dominus et Deus.” Abel bows as he opens the door to the Moreno family home, his voice pleasant but features tight. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit, Santiago?"

"Cut the shit." I grab him by the collar and slam him back against the banister, my switchblade grazing his throat as his eyes bulge. "I know what you did."

“Please do inform me of what crime has brought you here this evening,” he says. “I am not aware of it myself.”

“Two words,” I spit. “Birth control.”

"Fucking Ivy," he growls. "Whatever she told you is a lie."

"Don't toy with me, you piece of shit." The blade nicks his skin, crimson dripping down over my fingers. "I just came from Chambers’ house. I know he's gone. Someone is trying to cover their ass."

"Chambers?" Abel repeats dumbly. "I don't know anything about that."

My eyes narrow as I dig the blade deeper, biting into his skin. Abel hisses, trying to jerk out of my grasp, but he knows he can't. There's nowhere to run. Not from me.

“And what about Holton? Will he be missing too?”

“Fuck if I know,” he bites out. “What does Holton have to do with anything?”

"This is a dangerous game you've been playing," I tell him. "It leaves me to question if you value your life at all. Not to mention the lives of your siblings. Your mother. Your father. Your sister, who I should remind you lives under my roof."

His jaw flexes, but his resolve remains unwavering.

"Tell me what purpose it served to inject my wife with birth control," I demand. "What benefit could there be to risk her life in such a way?"

"Whatever agreement she made with Chambers was hatched between the two of them," he answers bitterly. "That fucking girl never does as she is told. I had no idea about any birth control, so perhaps the person you really need to speak with is your own wife. Of course, I imagine that's why you find yourself here in the middle of the night, is it not? A little difficult to trust someone who lies constantly. Someone who tried to kill you not that long ago, if memory serves correct."

His biting words do nothing to temper my rage, but I can’t deny he has a point. Was it Ivy? Was she the one who made the agreement with Chambers about the birth control? And is he the one who helped her secure the poison as well?

Abel sees me wavering. The tilt of his lips and amusement in his eyes burns the still-fresh wound of his sister's betrayal, and he knows it.