Rhea Everwood
I walked without any particular direction. Everything seemed foggy. The whole thought of getting closer to the answer, only for it to be yanked away from me at the very end. How did he expect me to come up with another lead? I walked aimlessly, trying to calm myself but the rage had consumed me beyond my control.
I walked up to a tree and, without hesitation, I punched the bark, gritting my teeth and grunting at the same time. "Why had he decided to take this golden opportunity from me? Why would he kill him without my consent? I could not bring myself to imagine how different it would have been if he hadn't interfered. I took a deep breath as I slowly retracted my hands from the tree after the last punch. My knuckles were covered in dirt and blood.
Tears rushed down my
