Chapter 11 Fire in the Blood

"She felt pain, Dante. Real pain."

Cain's voice echoed through the safehouse hallway.

Dante stood with his back to him, shirtless, bloodied, tattoos slashed from the fight at the gala. His knuckles were wrapped in bandages.

"She shouldn't be capable of that. They bred her in a lab. She's not supposed to feel."

Cain handed him the footage. Grain