Life had always been about right and wrong. No gray area. No exceptions. But my time with the bastard sons of the Institution were slowly changing my mind-forcing me to see that sometimes the only options available to someone were bad and worse. Their justice was different than mine and I struggled with it. Except now, they were gone. Every day I'd fought to leave them, to go home. But...I wanted them back. What did that say about me? I was too afraid to look in the mirror. What if I do get back to them? Their father wanted them dead. Could I sacrifice the life I loved for them? Could I forsake my sister to stay? Yet a nagging feeling in the back of my mind said they were glad to be rid of me. I'd been a thorn in their side from day one. Why wouldn't they be happy I was gone? But I was taken for a reason. Now the most important question was... Am I bait? Or collateral damage?
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