"Don't you dare touch him," Fulton said to Rocke, his eyes burning with rage, but also relief and joy at the same time.
"It looks like you're not taking orders anymore," Rocke said, pointing his gun at Fulton who quickly aimed his own gun at Rocke. "So you betrayed me."
"You betrayed me a long time ago," Fulton said. Rocke sighed and shook his head, "And you wonder why."
Malachi's eyes widened with his jaw open.
Fulton's eyes mellowed into anger. "Was that why you killed my adoptive parents, who loved me? Is that why you killed my mother, because I'm trying to get revenge for those that I love?!" he shouted, glaring straight at Rocke.
"Yes," Rocke answered simply.
All of us gasped.
"You act as if I care. You were a child that always kept me from doing the work of what I believe. You were simply a roadblock in my life, and I plowed through it," Rocke said, looking at Fulton dead in the eyes. Fulton's eyes grew wider with anger.