C14 CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Not Alone

Sandro knew he was dying. He looked through feverish eyes at the two friends so recently made. Tears welled up and he wished he could contain them, but the throbbing pain in his side and the shivers that racked his body made him so weak. Why should he regret what had happened? After all he was going to a better place where he could be himself, where money did not matter