Revenge and Redemption: Aaron's Tale of Resilience

Chapter hundred thirty-three

Aaron wiped off the trail of sweat that formed at the apex of his head, the walls of the tiny alley, seemed to close up on him as he shoved Suarez aside, to have a close look at Gus, who lay abnormally, his ankle twisted to the back and his both eyes wide opened.

“Who do you think could have done this?” Suarez's voice had become a hollow whisper, as Aaron found it difficult to decipher a single damn thing he said or shy someone would want Gus dead. “He should be taken to the morgue, I'll inform his family.” Aaron had no idea who he spoke to, all he knew was that nowhere was safe for those he loved.

“You can't shut this off like it is nothing, Mr Churchill. You need to bring his killer to book, as his friend.” Suarez was not helping matters, his bid to find the suspect had made the man become an annoying metal gong. “What has the FBI done, since the gruesome death of Julian Sullivan? Nothing!” He bellowed, mixed with emotions, and he walked away from the crime scene.

Helen stood from