Chapter 157 - striking the source

Striking the Source

Lawrence 

"Is this truly the only way?" James asked quietly, staring into the crackling fire. 

I studied my half-brother's troubled face, sympathizing despite myself. "You know as well as I that Kemp leaves us little choice. His vileness has poisoned too many lives."

James nodded slowly, eyes haunted. "I know. But after it's done, how do we live with ourselves? Where is the line between justice and vengeance?"

I leaned forward, choosing words carefully. "The line blurs when evil men show no remorse. We act not in hatred, but resolution to protect others from sharing past agonies."  

"Perhaps..." James trailed off. I clasped his shoulder. 

"Trust that we do this for righteous purpose, not base emotions. Let Kemp's blackened heart guide nothing in ours."

James managed a faint