Continuing episode six: Red Handed.
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chapter 36: "How's that for denial?"
When he insisted that his wife was not involved, I momentarily thought that he might have some kind of heart. Then he called her an idiot for not suspecting him.
His ego is staggering.
He thinks treating his wife as a commodity for barter, sinking her ever deeper into debt, killing her own father to keep her, makes him a professional? Degenerate is too kind.
I would rather go to an early, solitary grave than let another woman suffer because of her love for me.
I know about having a bad streak. It should never be shared with loved ones.
Thanks for reading, reviewing, favoriting, following, and especially for your patience. I have one more drabble planned for this episode, and I am really close on the next chapter of The Illusion of Control. Hope the new year is being kind to you.
