Some scars never heal,
They stay as fresh as the memories we have.
Some wars never end,
They last longer than the reasons we fight.
Some Deeds never go unpunished,
Not when Karma chases closely.
Ralph flipped to the last page of the file Jack had handed over to him before they left the mansion that evening. The file contained the details of everyone that worked and stayed at the Wesleys' mansion. He had instructed Jack to run a background check on everyone in the mansion and Jack has done a great job doing that.
Ralph's eyes narrowed as he looked properly at the name and picture on the last page. It was Brian. Brian was the seventeen years old boy who was paid to shoot at his uncle's funeral. It's been over two months since he entered The Wesley's mansion and he had forgotten about him.
"Brian Tows. Is that his full name?" Ralph asked Jack who was driving.
"Yes, Don. He's the seventeen years old boy from..."
