Chapter 288 Cleaning House

• "What the hell just happened?" Austin whispered as he opened his door and sprung out of the car, his brain unable to process the carnage.
• "кум!" his handlers yelled at him to get back in the car. But, locked in a dream-like world where everything had lost colour and sound, Austin paid them no mind.
• As he approached the bullet-riddled Porsche, a tinny voice inside his head kept screaming at him to turn around, get back in the car, and pretend he didn't just witness a hit he'd tried so damn hard to prevent. But his feet, acting on their own free will, pushed him forward, and all he could think of, all he could hear, was Marybeth's warning about Willem being unhinged.