(Carl’s POV)
“HOW THE F*CK DID HE EVEN ESCAPE?!!” I shouted for the billionth time at this incompetent a**hole. It’s been two f*ckin’ months and we still don’t even know how that f*ckin’ a**hole brother of mine escaped. I questioned every last guard on duty that night and not a single one had any answers. And Dad had been held up in his room since Mason’s arrest. Mourning for that b*tch.
But somehow, someway, he got out. And that other friend of his, Kraig, had to have been part of it because he had disappeared too. As for Nate? He is such an id**t. It still confounds me what Mason ever saw in him. “I don’t know, man! Why does it even matter at this point, anyway? Like you said, it's been two months now. You got what you wanted. He’s gone.” Like I said… id**t. Maybe I should've gone for
