Chapter 1138

Anthony Moriarty was spending a weekend with his family—his father, his wife, and his little daughter were with him. It was one of those rare weekends when he could sneak away to relax a bit. What he didn't count on was a piece of news that would shake up his plans, at least for a moment.

"Babe... Hey, you've got a call!" said Angela Moriarty, handing her husband the phone.

"Yes, speaking..."

"Mr. Moriarty?"

"This is he," said Anthony as he dried his hair after getting out of the pool.

"We're calling from the geriatric care clinic..."

"Oh," Moriarty replied upon hearing that.

He quickly walked toward the garden, trying to put some distance between

himself and his family. It was a delicate topic, and he didn't like involving them in

it.

"Go ahead," said Moriarty once he was far enough away.

"We're calling to inform you that Mr. Frank Levett has passed away..."

"Wow. For a moment I thought it was something else. You already have instructions on what to do when that happened, so I don't really get why you're calling."

"Mr. Levett left some letters for you..."

and unhinged

can come pick them up whenever you're able.

in my schedule and come by as soon as

her arms around his waist from behind, noticing that despite his

Angela asked gently, trying to

is finally dead..." the man said,

fingerless, blind, earless-had slowly wasted away in the silence of a

bullets like many had wished. No one came to slit his throat or chop off his

their final days. A place where they can still interact with others and give life one

had been hell. Without all his senses, the man

maybe just maybe it was one of

peacefully. Sure, he didn't get the brutal punishment Marcus had hoped for, but he knew exactly what he was doing-his death was going to be slow

to tell your father?" Angela

Frank Levett kicked the bucket ages

"What about Lucius?"

enough on their plate

I'm not adding more

to

he was

all those ashes end up being used as fertilizer for the plants. So yeah, in the end,

one his enemies like Marcus Barzinni hoped for. But

should end up just

head back. We don't want to draw attention. You'll tell me later if everything went

though something's

"What is it, love?"

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