CHAPTER FORTY-TWO“I don’t think you understand what is going on, Dante!” Mira grunted, struggling to catch up with Dante’s pace.She was very nervous, very reluctant to move.“This is very dangerous, Dante, and I wouldn’t want to see you get hurt.” Her voice was laden with intense concern for Dante, her eyes glittering with anxiety. “I suggest you get into that car and drive away at once.” She pointed to the Porsche, but Dante shook his head in refusal, looking her in the eyes.“Not without you, Mira.” He said calmly, and then he took a deep breath.“There is no way I am letting that fellow take you away from me. I don’t care who his boss is.”Mira gasped, and with a shaky voice, she whispered, “You still don’t understand, Dante.” She took a deep breath, and then she looked behind her, toward the entrance of the hospital.“My father and Robert were involved in a huge deal. It crashed, and because I played a major role in the part as well, Robert and my father agreed that I was going

CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR Billy fell to the ground and was forced to let go of Mira.“Are you okay?” Dante asked as soon as he caught Mira, looking her in the eyes.She nodded, taking a deep breath.Dante helped her get back on her feet, and then he pointed to the car.“I think you should go wait for me inside, Mira. I won’t take long.”Mira nodded, and after taking a look at Billy who was still unconscious on the ground, she hurried to the car, stepping over the blood and bodies all over the floor.Many onlookers had gathered, but they were peeping from long distances, afraid of getting closer to the scene.Their eyes were wide with fear, and they looked at Dante as though they had seen a god.“Who is he?” Many asked, fear gripping their voices as they spoke.Soon, cameras were beginning to flash secretly, and when the owners saw that Dante’s eyes had moved toward them, they moved away, hiding behind walls and pillars.Dante scoffed, and ignoring all the eyes that were hawking at him, he

CHAPTER FORTY-SIX“Yes.” Dante nodded, and his smile reappeared. “Tell him that Seventh is here to see him. I am sure that he will ask you to let me in.”“Please, come in!” Micah quickly left the way, opening the door wider.“My Master has been waiting for you. He said you were going to come someday!” He bowed, his entire body gripped by growing agitation.Dante sighed heavily, and without delay, he stepped into the building, taking his steps slow and steady.The little boy shut the boy silently after he had looked to be sure that no one else was around.Eventually, he sat at Dante, watching silently from behind as he sauntered to the middle of what was supposed to be a living room.Dante’s steps had become slower, more like he was counting five seconds before taking the next step.His eyes moved from one corner of the large room to the other, and even though a lot had changed, it didn’t stop the memory from crashing inside his mind.He halted after a few steps, turning to the boy who