She looked down at the urn, but she refused to believe it.
Tears streamed down Sonnyâs face as he explained, âLast night, he went to an abandoned warehouse in the east suburb of the city alone.
He wanted to get rid of those men for you.
He didnât suspect they had a backup plan.
The warehouse was full of gasoline.
By the time we arrived there, he was alreadyâ¦â
Tears dripped from his eyes.
He could say no more.
Everyone was drowning in their grief.
Lucindaâs eyes stung, but she held back her tears and sneered.
âYou are telling me youâre holding his ashes? Itâs a trick.
How can you expect to fool me with such a cheap trick?â
Larry and Lonnie cried harder.
Sonny was sobbing.
âMr.
Robertsâ body was mutilated.
We couldnât bear it, so we cremated him.
He loved you, so we brought him here before delivering him to the Roberts family.
â
Lucinda stared blankly at the urn that supposedly contained Nathanielâs ashes.
The nightmare she had in Stastle flashed through her mind.
Nathanielâs sad and desperate eyes surrounded by flames.
The images were fresh in her mind.
But she never expected it to come true.
She took the urn from Sonny.
Her hands shook violently, but she held it tight.
Two teardrops fell onto the lid.
She wiped her eyes on her sleeve.
âI know youâre lying.
Did he put you up to this? Do you expect me to believe you? I wonât accept his death until I see his body with my own eyes.
Does he think if I grieve his loss, heâll have a better chance with me? Is that why heâs doing this? Heâs dreaming! His ashes? Iâll smash it to pieces! I wonât let him fake his deathâ
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Her eyes were wet, but her expression was cold.
She raised the urn, pretending that she would drop it on the ground.
âNo! Donât!â
NathanieLâs subordinates all knelt before her.
âDamn it! He really is dead.
You will never see him again.
He was already serious injured to begin with.
Last night, he went there alone.
He never expected to come back alive.
He died for you!â
Lucinda stared at them open mouthed.
They had fought many battles alongside Nathaniel.
They were tough men.
But now they were reduced to tears, kneeling before her, desperate to protect a pot of ashes.
Lucindaâs mind was slipping away from her as she gazed down at the urn in her hand, her fingers shaking uncontrollably.
With a sneering shake of her head and a bite of her lower Lip, Lucinda returned the urn of ashes to Sonny.