Page 121 of Revere

While I’ve earned my reputation as the Interrogator, Maddox is quickly making a name for himself as a chemist for the House. I wouldn’t be surprised if he surpasses me someday with the sick and twisted concoctions he creates.

Gideon flinches a few times as he processes what Maddox said, but he can’t move anything but his head.

“What did you do?” he grits out, snapping at my brother.

I step closer. “It doesn’t feel good having your power stripped away, does it?”

“You have no right to do this to me. I made you, Ezra.”

“You’re right. You did.” I step back, waving my arms out at my sides. “You created a monster you couldn’t control, and look where it got you.”

His teeth clench as he glares up at me. “Stay away from my daughter.”

“Don’t you meanmy wife? Sorry you missed the ceremony this afternoon. But I can assure you it was lovely. You were right. Your daughter is a beautiful girl.”

“You sick fuck?—”

I slam my fist into the side of his face, cutting him off as blood shoots across the floor. Grabbing his jaw, I force him to face me again.

“Does she know you don’t care about her? That you were only using her to lure me back out?” Gideon narrows his eyes. “Does she know who you are? What you’ve done?”

“She does. Not that it’s your concern anymore.”

“So that’s it then, you’re going to kill me to get back at me for your slut of a college girlfriend and then take Patience as some kind of trophy.”

I reach into my back pocket and pull out my knife, flipping it around and planting it in Gideon’s thigh. “Keep my wife’s name out of your mouth, or I’ll take twice as long with you.”

His jaw tightens, barely managing to hold in his scream.

Like me, Gideon Lancaster was born and raised to withstand torture. It will be difficult to make him break. But not impossible.

Everyone has a snapping point.

Who knew mine would be his daughter?

“You want to know the truth about Molly?” Gideon asks, spitting a wad of blood on the floor.

“I already know the truth.”

“Do you?” He grins. “Or are you still operating on bad information just like you did back then? You could have never been me, Ezra. You were always too gullible, believing anything you were told.”

“I’ve seen the records.”

“Like those can’t be tampered with.” His gaze cuts to Alex. “Unless you’ve seen something with your own eyes, can you really trust the information?”

“If you’re going to try to convince me you didn’t have Haven kill Molly, save it.”

“I’m not. I gave the order for the good of the House. Did you know she was digging into us, trying to expose what we were doing?”

No, I didn’t. But I don’t let my surprise show because I refuse to let Gideon think he has the upper hand for even a second.

“If you don’t believe me, have my son collect her journals from my house. Third bookcase from the left. Bottom shelf.” He smirks, so I lean over and pull the knife out, shoving it under a fingernail and ripping it off.

Maddox’s elixir works because Gideon doesn’t move, but his scream tears through the room.

“Fuck you.” He grits his teeth, breathing hard. “Did you really think I’d just turn on you for no reason? You were my protégé. I wanted you to succeed. Why would I fuck that up by killing the girl you were seeing and pissing you off unless I had reason to? I had it on good authority that Molly was trying to act against Sigma House, and I took action, as was my right as a council member.”

“Good authority?” I glare. “A second ago, you had journals to prove your point. Now you’re saying someone passed you that information? Who told you about her?”