EPILOGUE

Tyr

Taking a deep breath, I lace my fingers behind my back and walk over to the window. The city sparkles below my high-rise apartment.

I suppose it's what some might call a beautiful scene. I wouldn't know. Nothing brings me pleasure anymore. I won't be happy until I have one thing in particular.

It's been five years since I haven't been able to focus on anything but the Golden Coin. At this point I eat, sleep, and breathe it.

And I almost had it too.

Or at least that's what I thought on the islands.

Gritting my teeth, I turn away from the window and storm down the hallway. The apartment is really three. After buying them, I had walls knocked down and hallways connected. On top of that, I also had the whole place soundproofed as well as outfitted with some other important features.

Taking a key from my pocket, I unlock a door at the very far end of the apartment. Entering the dark room, I flick on a light. In the cell installed in the wall, my prisoner sits on his cot.

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