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?”

up at him, unable to resist delivering a

the floor,

reached a decision, I’ll head

from behind him,

paused before saying, “I

her patience waning

lifted her head from her book and

her jaw dropped in astonishment. The Tyrone before her was a stark departure from the one

was disheveled, his collar askew, his tie hung loosely over his chest and his

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