Chapter 37 Reality

• MADDOX JAMES
• I never felt so emotionless. Reality crashed hard at the fact that Charlie was really dead. As dead as ever with his arms wide and the two bags that stayed beside him.
• He could be a portrait of greed and betrayal. Memories formed in my brain from my fifteen-year-old self where I would fight with Charlie as he taught me what life was like in the outside world to the missions we had to take over the gang world yet when I saw him completely lifeless, I didn't feel anything.