26 CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: Revenge

It was midnight, and Kevin sat outside Pittsburgh bar, drinking himself to stupor. He sat there to process all that Leonard had said to him; it was just too much information to take in.

Just then, he painfully remembered Lena’s body hanging from the ceiling. Then he took a sip from the bottle of vodka which sat on the table before him— wincing as the fiery liquid found his tongue.

After a moment, the thought of his earlier encounter with Leonard was erased momentarily from his memory, but that of Lena hanging from the ceiling lingered like a parasite that just won’t go away—devastating him even more. He then blamed himself for their death; Lena, Mirabel, and Loretta even. If he hadn’t shown up in their lives, maybe they’d still be alive.

He woozily dropped the sixth vodka bottle, causing the rest on the table to rattle. “Another bottle, please!” he hooted to the shopkeeper.