The Uncanny Archer Williams: New Money Era

Chapter 48

The sound of ceramic plates crashing through the walls came rushing in as Archer settled into the dining table.

His memories surfaced freshly like they never left.

Tangie sat across from him, gazing at him with persistent curiosity.

Archer took a sip of water as beads of sweat began to form on his forehead. The past he hadn’t visited in a long time had finally come to seek him.

He sat across from his wife, contemplating which childhood experience he could share without feeling shaken by trauma or causing his wife to worry.

“As you know…” he blurted out after what seemed like an eternity. Tangie widened her eyes in anticipation, awaiting his next words. Instead, Archer rose from the table, burying his hands in his pocket.

“That boy needs help,” he said, “I can’t give you evidence or proof, but I know it within me that we will regret not helping him…”

“Well, what can we gain from him?” Tangie asked, her tone softening gradually.

She understood the difficulty in opening up about a