When Issac Monroe finally brought his mother home, he asked quietly, “Mom… where does the Clarke family live now?”
Iris Monroe panicked instantly. “Issac, don’t go looking for them. We can’t fight people like that.”
“Relax, Mom.” Issac’s voice was calm—too calm. “I’m only going to talk to Madison Clarke.”
Iris hesitated, then sighed. “I heard from John that their family is hosting a celebration tonight. They’re all at Vornheim Paradise.”
Issac nodded and gently reassured her, “Someone will come by later to handle everything. You don’t need to worry anymore.”
…
Issac called a cab and headed straight toward Vornheim Paradise.
On the way, he passed a funeral shop.
He walked in.
Ordered a rush job.
A tombstone.
Then he continued on.
Vornheim Paradise wasn’t just a wealthy district—
