No. Please...

I watch as Tobias and Davis make their way out of the chapel side by side with their heads hanging low. The sensation of grief and loss is painted across their features, revealing the depth of their pain.

It was a lovely service. The chapel is overflowing with people who have shown up to pay their respects to the late Mr. Landry for the second time. Light chatter fills the open space as everyone steps out of the pillars to follow the half-brothers outside.

“I'm curious to know if Janice buried an empty casket or if there was some other poor soul in there…”

“Poor Tobias. He has been through a lot in his life to last him another two life times. He really was dealt a shitty hand, wasn’t he?”

“They are half-brothers? Well, no wonder why Janice faked his death. She wanted to get her claws on everything she was entitled to. I would have done the same if my husband cheated on me with my sister…”

I glance at Kip from the corner of my eye, shaking my head. It's truly astonishing how individual