“That wasn’t even the worst part. Parker laughed when he found out. Laughed. He figured if anything, it would teach Greg to keep his money to himself and not waste it on charity cases.”
“What did you do?” I managed to grit out, surprising Charlie.
“That’s the point, isn’t it? I didn’t do anything.” He focused on his hands, as though eye contact with me would be too painful. “I did nothing to stop Parker. And nothing to help Greg.”
Something finally clicked into place. “That’s why Greg killed himself, isn’t it?” Charlie’s silence only accelerated my growing fury.
“He’s dead because of your stupid…games, your insurmountable egos and your inability to show some spine. You allowed your friend—one of your best friends—to suffer, alone.” Charlie flinched at the harshness of my reprimand, but
