Chapter 122 Face To Face

SEVEN

I stood still, trying to figure out where exactly the voice was coming from. "It's you. Ratio?"

"Yes, that's me," Came the proud voice. "But you don't get to call me that, Seven. It's Uncle Darren to you."

I couldn't help chuckling. "Uncle, my foot! Considering all the atrocities you have committed, you don't even deserve a name, let alone to be called uncle by me."

"Ha-ha-ha!" The laugh reverberated on the walls again. "I must say I am quite surprised, nephew. You are not like your father. Unlike him, you have got a very big mouth! Luka must be turning in his grave."

"Keep my father's name out of your fucking mouth!" I roared.

Ratio chuckled. "And if I don't?"

My breathing was getting heavier at this time. I clenched my fists despite the burns on my palms.

That voice came again. "It's not like you can do anything to me. You fell right into my trap, so I can say whatever name I like. Luka...Luka! Luka! Luka, that stupid cousin of mine."

"Shut the fuck up!"

Ratio didn't listen.