Chapter 114 The Brother They Buried

• The air was different back here—still, reverent. A pocket of silence the house never touched. Behind the high hedges and thick acacia trees at the edge of the compound, the family burial site was hidden like a secret the Kareems didn’t want the world to remember. Or maybe one they couldn’t forget.
• Regan stepped through the rusted iron gate, its creak swallowed by the thick morning air. Gravel crunched softly under his shoes as he approached the only gravestone that ever really mattered to him.
• Malik Kareem