DANIEL
I drove into the driveway of my house for over ten minutes now, and I have been sitting in the car, reminiscing about the day I had today. I am relieved, but at the same time, I feel a little bit disturbed. I watched the boy that I once loved and groomed to be the man he is today take his last breath. If it wasn't that I traced all of Yolanda's calls, we wouldn't have found him. I wish things were different, but that boy was becoming a nuisance that I had to get rid of.
I killed him. I killed Kyle today with my own hands. I wanted to make sure that he felt my cold-blooded hands when I did it. He was waiting at an old train station to take off with Yolanda and my granddaughter. Fortunately, I caught him when he did not expect me most. He tried escaping, but the wolves had my back
