I didn’t want to live inside walls that had learned how to lie.
With the money, I had my father’s remains transferred and buried beside my mother, exactly where he had always wanted to rest.
I also reopened the construction company under a new name:
Sullivan Restorations.
I hired men who had recently been released from prison—the kind of men no one looks in the eye when they ask for work. Not because every one of them was innocent, but because every one of them deserved a genuine chance to
