Chapter 487: The Price Paid In Blood

Wayne fell silent, then gave a faint, bitter smile; Jimmy still held a grudge against him. Soon his chiseled, gentlemanly face softened with a trace of relief. For the two of them to stand this calmly side by side was rare enough; what more could he ask? Over the years, they'd met so few times you could count them on one hand. It was only natural that their bond had faded. Both men walked slowly, drifting along the path before the Lowe family's ancestral graves, an expanse grand and immaculate,...