Kate was silent.
Suzy queried. “Don’t you think you’re way over your head? You came here alone and clearly you knew how powerful I am.”
“You know what would a normal person would do when she’s grieving. I learned this in psychology that a person who lost someone or got hurt needs a closure.”
“And I’m the flour you wanted to beat on the floor?”
“More like beat you to death.” Kate shook her head. “But I guess the other way around works too.”
Suzy beamed. “On what particular did I do to earn this hate?”
“Do not pretend you didn’t know who’s family you killed.”
“I-I’m sorry, but I killed a lot of people and I hardly remember any of their names. You must understand that the number of people I’ve killed is quite a stellar. You have to be more specific.”
“I am the daughter of Troy and Pen
