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..."

blind and unhinged

up whenever you're able.

I'll make room in my schedule and come by as soon

soon as he hung up, his wife wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, noticing that despite his usual

Angela asked gently, trying to soothe whatever

is finally dead..." the man said, still trying to process

fingerless, blind, earless-had slowly wasted away in the

slit his throat or chop off his head. No one dismembered him or dissolved him in acid. No,

men go to live out their final days. A place where they can still interact

all his senses, the man suffered from delusions. He heard voices. He felt someone

Maybe it was his son. Or maybe just maybe it was one of

brutal punishment Marcus had hoped for, but he knew

tell your father?" Angela

He thinks Frank Levett kicked the bucket

"What about Lucius?"

Amanda already have enough on their plate with school,

pregnancy. I'm not adding

to

was in has

ashes of those who die without family... That's where he's resting. Every now and then someone leaves flowers, but eventually all those ashes end up

Probably not the ending he expected, or the one his enemies like Marcus Barzinni hoped for. But in the end, the

end up just a shadow of something that should never have

draw attention. You'll tell me later if everything

though something's bugging

"What is it, love?"

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