We all gasped in shock. What?
He would have him murdered?
The words hung in the air, heavy and terrifying. For a moment, no one spoke. My heart was pounding loudly in my chest as I stared at Phoenix, trying to understand what he had just said.
Just who was the father? Who was he that he would have Phoenix murder? How powerful was he?
Phoenix looked exhausted, like carrying this secret for so long had drained every bit of strength from him. His shoulders slumped slightly, and his eyes looked distant, as if he had been reliving everything all over again.
"That's why I fought with everything in me to add Novaterra to the tour dates," Phoenix said quietly. His voice trembled slightly, but he forced the words out. "There was no other way."
Soren frowned, trying to piece things together.
"Is that why you never came home?" Soren asked slowly.
Phoenix nodded.
