Ezra stared at the diamond, the memory he had just watched playing over and over in his mind.
Everything was clear now. Too clear.
Gen had gone on a crusade of vengeance for her sister and now, she was dead. Gone. Forever.
Now, there was no need for him to hold back. He would make sure James and Anya paid for what they'd done.
He glanced down at the memory cache. The vitality contained in it was gone and with it, the memory. But he didn't need the memory to make them pay.
If the memory was true, and it is, Nicodemus was still alive somewhere. He just needed to find the man and he'd have exactly what he needed to destroy them.
He and his brother-in-law, fighting side by side.
He returned the diamond back to the box and that was when he noticed it sitting innocently like it was deliberately hiding. A plain gold ring. It shone with the light of vitality.
Another memory cache.
