EpilogueMelville, Pennsylvania - Three Months After BermudaThe late summer sun glinted off the giant wrought-iron gates at the entrance to the estate. A white dove perched atop them, smack in the middle, gazing down at Simon's car.
Security cameras on pilasters to either side took in the view of Simon and his vehicle. There was a loud click as the lock on the gates disengaged. Then, the dove took flight in a flurry of white feathers as the gates swung open. Simon hesitated, then drove through, wondering what awaited him.
All he knew from the invitation he'd received was that he was heading for some kind of dedication. It was set for 1:00 PM at the mansion of the man who'd helped set Simon's rise and fall in motion. The man who'd made it all possible.
Judge Jonah Bartlebaugh. He w
