I just heard from my guy that Thaddaeus Bateman is that asshat who hugged my wife that day we went to Pennsylvania. They call him Trigger. I scoff. Trigger. What the fuck kind of nickname is that? Stupid Thaddaeus Bateman. And what the hell did he send Riri anyway? A care package? The thought of that has been bugging me the whole day.
Riri's brother, Gael, called me earlier too and told me that something happened in Angela's hometown. They caught someone who worked with Filippo, but my brother got away. He also told me something about a treaty. He said he'll call me about the details about it soon. My days just keep getting harder and longer.
I take off my coat and hang it in the closet as soon as I step into the foyer. It's thankfully not snowing outside, but it's still cold—an incentive my father definitely didn't appreciate because he's freezing his ass off down in the dungeon. I'm just now coming back from checking in on him for the first time since I locked him there.
