Chapter 18: Fortunes Beyond Counting, Erased with a Flick

"Click!" A lighter sparked. Reginald Lyson lit a cigarette and exhaled a slow ring of smoke. "Ten." He began counting down. Paxton Wokey investigating who had killed his son was something Reginald could understand. What Reginald didn't like was people sniffing around for answers, then showing up to confront him to his face. Hearing the countdown, Paxton was so furious he actually laughed. "Nine!" He even joined in, counting along with him. In Paxton's eyes, Reginald was nothing but a clown...