Behind him, Matteo's voice came again, quieter now, but heavier than before.
"Four years ago… you had an accident with your family," he said. "You never knew how it happened. You never knew why that truck lost control."
A pause.
"I'll tell you."
Adrian's breath hitched.
"Because that night… the person who caused that accident was me."
Adrian's breathing turned heavy, his chest rising too fast as his fingers tightened against the table, fighting the urge to turn around. Behind them, Frank's mouth fell open, Charles went completely still, and Mark said nothing, just standing there in silence.
