Chapter 21 Guilt

• After Brody's call, Hendry couldn't get back to sleep. He stared at his phone for too long until he decided to numb his feelings with alcohol.
• He went to his home office and poured his fresh bottle of Whiskey and fill the glass to the brim. He knew it was too good to be true, he knew that he was going to mess something up. All his life he had never been that lucky.
• "Stupid...stupid...stupid!" He banged his fist a few times onto his desk. Then made the mistake of banging the last one a bit too strong that he actually hurt himself against the edge of his desk. "So fucking stupid." He cursed lowly when he saw the cut and blood tracing down to his fingers.