“You shouldn’t have come, Grant. Now we’re all in danger.” Just then, a black car pulled up behind us, and my daughter screamed…

sprawling mausoleum, surrounded exclusively by mercenaries I pay to monitor my pulse. You did not call, and I recognized you were justified. I engineered my own absolute desolation.”

She then pivoted her attention to Lena.

“I am not delusional enough to request absolution,” she stated, weeping openly. “I stole a decade of your youth. I robbed your daughter continue reading …