"Damn you! Damn you all!" Dolly sobbed bitterly, "Damn you Finn! Is this the perfectly and carefully plans you had mapped out for us? Did you know? Tell me Finn did you know the chances of Roy dying humiliated so badly was great?" She sniffed, wiped her eyes and continued on, "I thought you loved him as your son but then I forgot he was not your son. I forgot he was only dancing on your strings. My poor baby!" She wailed loudly.
Finn moved from the living area pouring himself a glass of drink, gulping the nasty drink all at once. He shuddered hoping it would help him blur out the memories of what had happened earlier.
It was not bound to happen that way, not so swiftly not so humiliating. All he wanted was to for everything to end well, not with Roy dead.
He had not underestimated her
