"He's dead—poisoned. By the time they found him, he was already gone."
Another wave of silence fell over the room as everyone stared at Lucian. Their eyes widened in surprise, while a few of them held their breath.
Lucian gave a small nod.
"The person who did it also blew his own head off. That's how I found out Memphis already created another faction within Dominion… or if not him, then whoever is backing him."
"He's dead?" Vodka whispered in disbelief. "I can't believe he just died like that."
Then again, this was their world.
One moment, a person could be perfectly fine. The next, they were dead.
Lives in the underground were often shorter than those outside of it. Every day, they walked with one foot in the grave.
So hearing that Tinie had been poisoned before he could say a single word told them exactly what kind of enemy they were dealing with.
One had prepared a double.
Another had been silenced with poison.
"Wow," Ashley breathed. "I didn't expect that."
