Chapter 186

She had stumbled upon a heart wrenching story online once a case where a father, unwilling to spend time and energy on his son who suffered from bipolar disorder, had cold–heartedly chained the boy like a dog and locked him away in a cage.

When the story broke, the poor kid was found curled up in a corner of the cage, filthy and cold to the touch, breathless.

And just recently, a man from Fest City, eager to start over with his new flame, had mercilessly pushed his young son and daughter down the stairs, resulting in their tragic deaths.

Some people are supposed to be parents.

Others, it seems, are devils incomate.

She didn’t really know Tarin. Given that he might be the man who bullied her years ago, she felt animosity towards him.

He might not be a good guy, but there was no doubt in her mind that he was a good father.

The way he looked out for Elijah made that clear,

Elysia approached her snow–covered scooter, hesitated for a second, then wrapped the scarf he’d given her around her neck and left the neighborhood.

soft, a cozy bamier against the winter

the photo of her sneaking a peek at Tarquin

said I was just stiming up trouble, and accused me

at the photo,

in on fifty but took such good care of herself she could pass for forty. She was

was Donovan’s second wife, the other woman who had successfully climbed her way to

second year as Donovan’s mistress, his first

Donovan and gave birth to Nola, Donovan’s

you could sum up in a few

describe Aileen in one sentence: she was

got into trouble, and she rushed back only after a furious call from

look innocent to you, the way she looks at Tarquin? No! I must find a

to make a call

the face of trouble. Don’t act on

Nola was livid.

need to investigate? It’s obvious she’s

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