" You didn't amend your wrongs. You didn't seek the forgiveness of their families." I cautioned.
" I seek the forgiveness of the father and he forgave me. Who else can stand against that." Said Antonio.
" Seek the forgiveness of their families. Compensate them handsomely. No one is telling the cops if you bring value to the table. You aren't poor, they should not suffer from mourning and suffer from hardship. You must take one off them. I'm impressed by your bravery to stand out for what you believe In. It's now time for me to start what I believe in." I said and felt the presence of my blades all over again. Poor Antonio gazed at the window to be sure no one had been eves dropping on our conversation. He was remorseful and it was eminent in his teary eyes. My confrontation had brought him back to the very night of the murder and the horror seemed to hit him deep.
