"Go call your superior. Inform her about what happened here. Play the devastated officer. Let them think you're broken."
Damian's voice carried no warmth, just clinical instruction.
"But feel that vengeance. Feel that hate. Let it burn in your chest like fire. That's what will keep you alive now.
You don't live for happiness anymore, Brian. Consider yourself already dead. You died the moment you walked into that house and saw your family's bodies."
He crouched down, making Brian meet his eyes directly.
"Use everything for your vengeance. Abandon your morality. Abandon your sense of justice. They don't exist. They never existed. They're just comfortable lies the powerful tell the weak to keep them submissive."
Rain ran down both their faces, impossible to distinguish from tears.
"The only truth in this world is power. Get power and you decide what is right and what is wrong. Get enough power and you can make the people who did this suffer in ways they can't even imagine."
