Chapter 28
Senator Blackthorn’s apartment
Thursday, October 16, 2014
6:30 p.m.
Elijah held his head in his hands. Though darkness had fallen already, he didn’t bother switching on the lamp beside him. The luxury apartment Judith’s parents had bought for them when they married forty-eight years ago gave him no sense of satisfaction. The comfortable—and very expensive—leather armchair Judith had bought him for his last birthday offered no respite for his weary body.
His heart was ravaged. His son—his only son—had turned his back on him. Because of a woman, a woman who had grown under his roof, eaten his food, been treated with the utmost respect. If it were not for him, she would be a no one.
Elijah sighed when Judith turned on the lights, dressed to go out.
“You’re an admirable man i
