Chapter 116

• All of a sudden, a name snapped into Edric’s mind, sharp and bitter like a blade slicing through fog.
• “Ricardo,” he muttered under his breath. Yes, it had to be him. The name echoed in his mind, twisting into a bitter knot of anger and confusion.
• Only Ricardo could have the motive for something as cruel as this. But then a darker, more disturbing thought clawed its way into Edric’s mind. Why his son? Why would Ricardo, of all people, stoop so low as to target his child?