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Dirk
I stared at the texted words on my phone screen for a long time before tossing it down beside me on the sidewalk. “Dammit!” I shouted to the sky.
This wasn’t at all how things were supposed to work out. The old man wasn’t supposed to die before I had the chance to take my revenge for how he has treated me my entire life.
Sutton Davis always seemed invincible. His tall commanding presence, booming voice, and swirl of snowy white hair combined to make him seem like a formidable powerhouse. I couldn’t believe he was gone. It simply couldn’t be possible.
Death was too weak for Sutton Davis. He wouldn’t allow it. He was the type of being who gave off the impression that he would somehow outlive all of his offspring. The thought of his demise was absolutely inconceivable.
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