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Unwanted Questions

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Lacroix did not sigh, but he did let his head tip to the side, gaze bored with that question. "Nicholas, in all the time since you began this aberration of rejecting the reality of what you were raised to, how many times have you been in peril of losing your life?"

Nick did not want to answer that question, but Lacroix knew what flashed through his son's mind, tasted it in the blood.

"Now, given all your efforts to survive, can you honestly say you wish death?"

It was another question Nick chose not to answer. They both knew.