“Connor please.” He begged as he stood between us. “ I don’t want to hurt you. It broke my heart when we lost you. You were so much like a son to me. Heather and I, we loved you and we truly grieved your loss. And Sammy, she was so lost without her partner in crime. But I can't let you hurt Kyle. I know Faith is still alive. I can sense her and so can he.” Mitchell gestured to me. “But if you kill him, you kill her, she won't survive losing him and she's innocent. I don't care what happened in the past. None of you were involved in it. Don't let yourself get dragged down it.” Mitchell pleaded with such empathy it could only come from the heart.
As if to say screw you Connor looks past Mitchell. It seemed he didn't care he couldn't physically do much, he would once more fall back on his p
