Chapter Eighty

Chapter Eighty

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I didn't mean all I said to him but I had to let it out that way. How dare he try to frame Henry? Henry is one person I know who barely thought of evil things happening to people. I would never accept that from Travis. That was a wrong thing to say or try to insinuate.

“Okay. I'm sorry I gravitated towards that. I did not realize this is how things had become.”

I was not having the conversation anymore. “Well, I think we've sorted out whatever this call was supposed to be about. I have to go now.”

“Okay.” His response was low but clear. I knew he was not done speaking but I was no more interested in hearing him speak again. I think Brook has been telling the truth.

“Don't be anno…” I ended the call before he finished his sentence.

I was angry.

I looked at the envelope on my table and got angrier. I ripped the envelope apart to see what was inside.

It felt like a folded letter but it was a picture. A picture of Henry amid soldiers. I never knew Hen