I met Evan again on the street. He grabbed me and shoved a video in front of my face without explanation.
The person in the video was Natalie. She was tied to the electro-shock chair that Noah and I had once been forced into, screaming and cursing at us.
Evan forced the phone into my hand, trying to win me over. "Lillian, I've made Natalie go through all the suffering you and Noah endured. Can you forgive me now and come home with me?"
I raised an eyebrow, finding it almost laughable.
The man who once claimed he would uphold justice through the law had already rotted to this extent.
If Evan had chosen a legitimate path, I would have thought better of him.
But I knew he wouldn't, because he was deeply involved himself.
I took the phone. "I'll contact you in a few days."
Overjoyed, E
