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Breaking Promises
“We didn’t find anything in Kennedy’s apartment,” Marcus sighed as he and Silas entered the hospital room where everyone else was crowded around the hospital bed. There had been no change and Kennedy still lay unmoving on the bed, the heart-rate monitor beeping regularly and his chest rising with his breaths. Greg had been focusing on those two signs of life in his father since they’d all gathered in the hospital room. “I don’t understand why anyone would do this,” Charlotte murmured, her gaze locked onto Kennedy’s pale face. “Everybody loves him.” “Not everyone, sweetheart” Dorothy disagreed gently. “The old Masters’ families had reason to do this,” Liam said, picking up on his mother’s thought. “They lost their husbands and fathers in the battle,” Dorothy continued. “It’s not u
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