The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.

the weapon.
And Nolan?
Alive.
The second man?
Alive if possible.
Dante looked back at me.
No blood for this.
It was not forgiveness.
It was not trust.
But it was the first stone laid across a very long distance.
Police officers flooded the chapel three minutes later.
Dante’s lawyers arrived almost as quickly, but he did something none of them expected.
He refused continue reading …