ora

thin hospital blanket

he title on the first page caught my attention immediately. It was a deed of g

asured the depth of his guil

for the... accident," Eth

*. It wasn't an apology. It was a warning. He

ghter bubbled up in my

ripped them into a hundred pieces, and thrown them right into his arro

rora died in t

my pale, tre

anc pen resting beside the f

ightened. He had clearly braced himself for

I flipped straight to the f

cond of hesitation,

n tip against the thick paper echoed loudl

the signed file back toward him. My movem

looked like a man who had just thrown a heavy punc

any sign of grievance, anger, or sorrow. He

uickly, his face returnin

l," he sa

his heel an

shut, the submissive, quie

d pulled out my phone. I ope

ed and attached it to a new message. I typed in the address of a

yped. *All cash. Must be routed through

t se

replied, expressing shock at the massive disco

e banking app. The balan

very soon, this account would hold the first p

. The IV needle was tape

tic tube and rippe

led over my pale skin. I didn't

gainst the wound and walk

red SUVs was slowly pulling out of the h

ty traffic. I tossed the bloody cott

licking of stiletto heels ec

hoved open violently. It

pped in a luxurious designer tr

gleaming with malice. "I h