Chapter 47 NO WEAPON IS AS STRONG AS INFORMATION

— Eveline —

I could barely stop myself from crying.

Darren was numb, sitting on the couch in one of the drawing rooms like a zombie. I’ve seen him go through difficult times before, but I’ve never seen him fall apart like this.

He has spent a full hour holding me by the waist, his face pressed against my belly, crying.

I had to call back the last number he’d talked to, which had been his brother Michael, to learn what had happened.

I tried...