Gerald's POV
I was beating myself up. I felt like banging my head against the wall. Why didn't I finish up Travis? I should have shot him dead right there in my office and then had Cameron dispose of the body as always, but instead, I shot the bastard in his shoulder.
I should have tortured him more. I should have dragged him down to my secret tunnel where Mr. Davenport met his demise. Sometimes I wonder why I let him go.
Was it because of his wife and his children?
I knew that they were innocent of his stupidity. I wanted to hurt Travis so much that just the mere thought of my name was enough to instill fear in his body. But I knew that my fight was with Connor. Maybe he was the one who invited him to his house.
No matter how much I tried to squeeze the truth out of Travis, he kep
