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Chapter 129
Elara
I couldn’t tell what he was apologizing for. The mess with Damien.
Last night. Everything. Nothing.
He didn’t wait for a response. Just helped Sloane into the car and
drove away.
I stood there on the sidewalk, watching the taillights disappear.
“What an asshole,” Raven muttered.
“Yeah.” My voice sounded far away. “Yeah, he is.”
The next day, the news broke.
Anna’s mother’s body had been moved.
Removed from Elmwood Gardens. Sent back to Morrison Funeral
Home. Then transferred to Hart Island.
Potter’s Field. The place Anna had fought for five years to avoid.
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Instead, I felt nothing.
$200,000. More money than I’d ever had in my life. More money than
most people saw in years.
Blood money. Guilt money. Control money.
But it was mine.
I sat at my desk. Pulled up the Morrison Funeral Home website.
Found their contact form.
I would like to arrange a burial for Elena Petrova. Currently located at
Hart Island. I can pay in full. Please contact me at your earliest
convenience.
It cost $10,000 to retrieve a body from Potter’s Field. Another $5,000
for a modest funeral. I found a different cemetery–smaller, quieter-
where plots started at $8,000.
I used Julian’s money. My money. Whatever it was.
I went to the funeral home in person. Made all the arrangements.
Paid in cash.
When Elena was buried–properly, with dignity, with flowers and a
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I did. But I didn’t know if she’d believe me.
“You’re going to be someone important,” I said. “Maybe in tech. Maybe in something else. But you can’t give up your future for this.”
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