Chapter 7Etienne’s master suite, 3 A.M.
“So, we finally get to the root of the problem. This stubbornness has nothing to do with our former profession. It’s all about guilt.” Donal punched the table, rattling the plates and cups. “You have nothing to feel guilty about. You saved me lots of times at a high cost to yourself. How many times did you give me money so he wouldn’t beat me? How many Happy Meals or stuff from the Dollar Menu did you buy me? How many times was the burger four bucks and you lied to me? How much closer would you have been to your dreams if it wasn’t for your generosity? And now I find out you were going to give up all your dreams, to save me? And you don’t think you’re worthy? You’re worth more than all of us.” Donal turned to the others. “He needs Eugene. I’ll tell
