Scars Of A Broken Bond

Cesar’s heart was plagued by frustration and disappointment.

He had always considered himself a champion of justice, mourning Connor’s death deeply. Little did he anticipate that the very person responsible for Connor’s demise had been his own grandson

Tyrone clenched his teeth and struck the wall once more, Leaving his knuckles inflamed and his skin grazed.

“Damn you!”

Now, Tyrone understood Cesar’s peculiar will. It all made sense.

Larry gazed dejectedly at the ceiling. “Yes, I deserve it. Have you made up your mind about how to handle me?”

him, unable to resist delivering a swift kick

rose from the floor,

haven’t reached a decision, I’ll

behind him, “Stay home and be with your wife for the next

before saying,

her patience waning as darkness descended.

from her book and inquired,

jaw dropped in astonishment. The Tyrone before her was a

his collar askew, his tie hung loosely over