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 man

whenever you're able. Unless you

make room in my schedule and come by as soon as

he hung up, his wife wrapped her arms around his

trying to

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

wasted away in the silence of a

his death wasn't dramatic. He didn't end up riddled with bullets like many had wished. No one came to slit his throat or chop off his head. No one dismembered him or dissolved

most old men go to live out their final days. A place where they can still interact with others and give

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

maybe it was one of the many men who'd died

had hoped for,

to tell your father?"

thinks Frank Levett kicked the

"What about Lucius?"

and Amanda already have enough on their plate

pregnancy. I'm not adding

to

clinic he was in

die without family... That's where he's resting. Every now and then someone leaves flowers, but eventually all those ashes end up being used as fertilizer for the plants. So yeah, in

or the one his enemies like Marcus Barzinni hoped for. But in the end,

exactly how someone like him should end up just

head back. We don't want to draw attention. You'll

though something's

"What is it, love?"

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