Chapter 532

Kent instantly got why Brandon was keen to keep these folks around and bump

their pay.

When they were clean as a whistle, getting a pat on the back and a salary that was doubled by the big boss wasn't gonna make them want to bail. They couldn't find a gig this sweet anywhere else, and they were all here to make a buck, after all.

Especially with everyone spooked about the bad juju from the beam that kept failing, those willing to roll the dice and give it a shot, well, cash was king for them.

Only someone with skeletons in their closet would think of hitting the road when the heat was on and the cops had got a smoking gun.

"I'm on it," Kent quickly piped up.

Brandon gave a slight nod, didn't say another word, but stayed put. He stood where Sophia had taken her fall the night before, gazing down at the railing, reaching out as if to touch it, his hand trembling before he could lay it down.

Kent, standing behind him, couldn't read his face and, worried, called out, "Mr. Crawley?"

"Go on, I'm fine."

Brandon's voice was steady as he continued to look down at the railing. Finally, his shaking hand slowly gripped the railing, and then tightened, the familiar veins slowly standing out on his arm.

That was the last place Sophia had left her mark.

then at his silhouette, worried but not daring to say more, and simply nodded, "Alright, Mr.

dare disturb Brandon any further and silently

struck and flung into the air, a raw pain surging in his chest, so intense it made his

goodbyes after high school, the turning away when they

back to how things were before; no one was indispensable

thought of a world without Sophia, without her quiet, dimpled smile looking up at him, calling him "Brandon" in her uniquely

past had not been about losing her at all. She had just been away for

But this time.

grip on the railing suddenly tightened, bending him over in stomach pain. He looked out at the now calm river, remembering

you go that day, how much better it would

breeze, but other than the gentle sound of the wind over the

"Sophia."

each time a deeper stab of pain, but he kept on

his limbs. Brandon never knew time could be so

Theresa? But in all this time, he'd never really spent it,

saw Brandon from afar, doubled over

reason, and she didn't dare to disturb him. But remembering Theresa in the hotel trapped in a nightmare,

paused but said

back to the hotel, and she won't wake up. Should

Grace voiced her concern.

by the nightmare, crying. She and Susan didn't know what

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