Calvin
He sat in the penthouse a week later looking at everything that Wil had brought over; how he and Anabel had pieced it all together. Nothing was missed along the timeline of all that Marrin had done, and it was all compared to his own.
He stared at the pictures of her broken, battered body after her accident, and felt pain roll through his chest. There were many tubes coming from her broken body; the breathing tube, the drainage tube from her lower left rib cage, right where her birthmark would normally have been, and she had a bandage around her head and IV lines running. Her once lovely face was distorted by swelling and bruising.
She had two broken legs, both in casts, and she didn’t even look like herself, but he could still tell it was her at the same time. It was no wonder s
