The voice of Anastasia rang in his ears like a thunderbolt made of sobs and fury. Damian clenched his fists, doing everything he could not to explode with rage.
His wife's body, the corpse they were told had been tainted by Entropic Energy and properly disposed of…hadn't been laid to rest at all. They'd sent it to a lab?
They buried empty coffins for their loved ones.
Empty. Coffins.
Because of lies and deception! Because even in death, the bastards weren't finished with their bodies!
No, they had to take it further- carting them off to a research facility. And it wasn't hard to imagine the horrors happening in that lab.
He clenched his fists tighter, forcing down every violent urge. Even though he wanted to whisper something to Anastasia, he stayed silent, waiting for her to continue.
She did, heartbreak thick in her voice, vibrating through his earpiece.
