Chapter 92

• PHILLIP
• I wander around my large, air-conditioned room surrounded by the quiet sounds of emotional music softly playing in the background with my eyes moving towards the wall, where hangs a favorite picture of me and my grandfather which was a constant reminder of the values he had instilled in me and filled with ideas of how to do it.
• It was infuriating to think how Alan and Ariel managed to escape unscathed from all the evil plans Maria and I were always making against them. Despite our best efforts, they always seemed to come out on top, their marriage growing stronger with each passing day. I felt so frustrated and angry as I walked around the room making new plans.