Dawn gazed away and licked her lips. When she looked at him, she found him staring at her without blinking his eyes. "Cole you are too young. Let me handle this."
"No, I am not," he replied. "Just let me know who that man was." She had kept so many secrets from him to protect him and he respected it, but this was something he had to know, and urgently.
Dawn knew that her brother would feel bad if she didn't spill it out. "It was Helena, Anne and Jason who murdered our father."
A rumble formed in his chest. His eyes widened as his fists clenched. Those bastards were right in front of his eyes and he never came to know. He pounded the sofa regretting the missed opportunities.
