Dominic's face was filled with pain as he looked at me, and for a moment I almost felt sorry for him. Almost. But then I remembered that this was the man who had destroyed my family, and any sympathy I might have felt disappeared immediately.
"You're right," he said quietly. "I was ruthless back then. I always collected my debts that way – with threats, with violence if necessary. It was just business to me."
His admission made my blood boil. Just business? My parents' lives had been just business to him?
"But then I saw your picture," he continued, his voice getting softer. "It was sitting on their mantelpiece, and when I looked at it... something changed."
I stared at him, confused by the sudden shift in his tone. "What are you talking about?"
"There was something about your face, y
