The Pinnacle Of Life

‘Holy sh*t!’ Alex was so shocked that he felt as if his brain was about to explode and his scalp went numb. If he wasn’t

mistaken, this would be the ashes of a pig. For the past six months, he had been crying in front of his father’s grave when he had nowhere else to express

his sadness.

He had been here at least six times. ‘So I have been talking to a damn pig? What the hell? But the real question is, why was a pig’s ashes placed

into the urn?’

‘Where did my father’s ashes go? Were they swapped?’

‘Could it be that… There weren’t any ashes in the first place?’ Alex was surprised by his own assumptions. ‘Is my father… Not dead?’ He then shook this thought off. Last October, he had seen his father’s corpse when he rushed to the hospital

from his wedding on the day of the car crash. He was the one who sent his body to the incinerator. If he didn’t die from that, he must surely be a god.

However, there was only one other possibility to this. When William was cremated, he didn’t follow him in. The employees at the crematorium had helped with that instead. That would mean someone must have swapped his ashes out during this process. Someone had taken his

father’s corpse. ‘What the f*ck? Which bastard was it? How could they not let go of my father’s corpse? What are they going

to do with it?

more secrets on

evidence. What other

evidence completely?

Brittany. She seemed upset, her vision

they were separated from

It took a lot for her to accept the fact that her husband had died. He was worried that he would be

disappointment in the end. She might not be able to handle any more mental shocks.

she were to go insane from

an urn of

just find… A better grave here and bury

graves here too, so I don’t think we need to look

urn has been

must be getting

that they shouldn’t put in too much effort for a mere pig. Being able to have its

a glory to pigs.

to Alex. “Son, this is

should take it, but you really don’t have to investigate that