David
I knew I needed to get my revenge—I had never wavered on that. Not even for a second. What I hadn’t figured out, though, was exactly how I was going to make that happen. I didn’t know just what I could do to get what I wanted.
Of course, I knew I could contest the will. I could take it to court. I didn’t know what the chances of me winning were, though, and a court verdict was pretty damn final. If I pursued that option then I’d be stuck with the choice I made.
Something told me there was a better option. If I played my cards right, I could get everything I wanted. So I waited, and I didn’t so much as consult a lawyer.
To the world, it would look like I had totally accepted what my loving grandfather had done to me. Inside though, I was brooding, just biding my time. Soon enough,
