Chapter 95 Family In The Crossfire

• Hollis’s POV
• The room was suffocating, its silence pressing against my chest like a vice. The dim light from the single bulb flickered erratically, casting shadows that stretched and contorted along the cracked walls. It felt fitting—this place, this moment—reflecting the chaos roiling in my mind.
• And there he stood, Justin. His posture was relaxed, his smirk smug, but his eyes burned with an unhinged fire. A predator circling its prey.