I caught a shivering boy stealing bread. As I grabbed his arm, he sobbed, “Please don’t call the police, my brothers are starving and mom hasn’t woken up in two days.” skeptical, I followed him to his rundown apartment. When I pushed the bedroom door open, my heart froze…

frantically toward the secondary exit.

Chapter 4: The Execution

I walked slowly down the length of the table until I was standing inches from Julian. He was sweating profusely, the expensive fabric of his suit suddenly looking like a prison uniform.

“Explain, Julian,” Isabella’s voice was raspy, but it carried to every corner of the silent room. “Explain continue reading …