Angus stands from a distance, as the burial ceremony of his grandfather takes place. It's windy, the brown leaves are blowing in small spirals that look like a spirit is in them. It's a private burial ceremony, just the clergy, Owens Daniels, and about three very old friends of his grandfather. Angus feels nothing as he watches the immaculate coffin of his grandfather descend into the ground. There are two graves closer by that look identical, they are the graves of his father and his mother. His biological parents. After the final rites have been performed, everyone leaves so that the gravediggers can come and complete their work. Owen is the only person that doesn't go away. He stands there looking into the grave till Angus comes to stand by his side. "My lord." He bows without looking at Angus. "I wasn't expecting you, you said you weren't going to." "I technically didn't. I waited for the burial to be over." Angus gives a small shrug. "I can't help but feel sorry for the

Angus is completely startled by what he has heard. Sell Matilda off in marriage? Lorenzo looks sorry that he is the one who is delivering the message to Angus. "I just wanted to let you know, since you both are still legally married, and even with what happened, you haven't divorced her." Angus wipes his face with his hand. "What the fuck do you mean by they are trying to sell her off in marriage?" Angus asks with anger. "What does that even mean?" "From what I gathered, they are ashamed that the one beautiful girl of the town is now nothing but a lame daughter and they are trying to pay any man willing to marry her a million dollars," Lorenzo exclaims. "Are you kidding me right now?" Angus shakes his head. They are trying to sell her off for a million dollars?! That's not even enough to pay his house bills for a month! That's the price they want to place on Matilda?! Lorenzo sees him boiling with so much anger, but he stands still. "Do you want me to go over and… do some

While Matilda and Lorenzo are in the underground facility, Angus has a few things to do. He has driven throughout the night to a neighboring town. It's a small town, just a few thousand people are living here– the perfect place for a murderer to hide. He parks outside the Walmart and waits for a particular person. His hands are gently squeezing the wheel, and he keeps looking at the exit, waiting for someone. Soon a pregnant woman steps out, holding a shopping bag in her hand. She is pushing her protruding belly forward and also, holding the hand of her toddler. She looks tired and worse out, almost anemic. Angus steps out of the car and walks to the entrance. He pretends not to even notice the pregnant lady, but as soon as he walks past her, he brushes against her. She is startled, she drops her bag and the contents fall on the ground. "Oh, no! I'm so sorry!" He bends to the ground and starts to help her pick her things up. "No, no, it's fine. I wasn't looking, it's my f

Lorenzo has been in the underground facility for two days now and it's super hectic because there isn't a lot to do. Thankfully, he has his laptop and he keeps on working as he waits for the surgery to be over. Doctor Azoulay comes out of the O.R. and Lorenzo immediately fixes his eyes on him. "I have done the third phase, one more to go." He says with a nervous smile. "And how is doing?" He asks. "I am using every bit of my knowledge to keep her alive, seeing that she is the general's wife." He understands what the man is saying, he is so scared for his life that even his hands are shaking as he wipes his sweat. Doctor Azoulay has been in surgery for almost fifteen hours every day for two days now, without any assistance, he is exhausted, but he knows what's to be done. Lorenzo looks at Matilda from the huge observation window. She is in the bed, tugged in, and looks like she is sleeping. His phone rings loudly in his pocket and he takes it out. "Joanna." "Where are you at

Angus is not in support of her going back to her family. He knows that her father is nothing but a money-hungry dick bag, and if her brothers are his proteges, then they are not any better. What kind of fucked up father isn't causing unrest because their precious daughter has been missing. He is sure that the man is celebrating now that she is gone. Perhaps he would brand it as good riddance. But she loves her family and has a good heart. He knows that this would mean the world to Matilda, so he is going to do it for him. They get into his old car that he has cleaned up earlier, they are now on their way to her family house. She holds up her left hand, her eyes gazing at the ring that she still can't believe to be there. "I left just some weeks ago, lame, and now I am coming back with my ability to walk AND married!" "It might be too much for them, won't it?" "My father, especially." She agrees with a sigh. "But there is nothing they can do about it. I've agreed to marry you