An eye for an eye.
A tooth for a tooth.
That was one of the oldest laws of the underground.
Its meaning was simple.
If someone took your brother, you took theirs.
The principle applied to everyone.
In other words, since Tommy had taken the man Marshal considered his father, Marshal sought to take away someone of equal value from Tommy.
Tommy's parents were long gone.
So Marshal set his sights on the person whose death would hurt Tommy the most.
His child.
Another long silence settled over the living room as Lucian and Tommy shared their drinks.
Unlike Tommy, Lucian had barely touched his. His gaze lingered on the melting ice inside his glass.
Even after Tommy's explanation, something still didn't sit right with him.
If everything had happened while Tommy was still active in the underground, then Marshal should have died.
Yet Marshal remained alive, continuing to plague everyone around him.
Tommy chuckled, snapping Lucian out of his thoughts.
