Tinsley's POV
I stood at the window of my room, gazing out into the distance as my thoughts drifted to my brother.
He was a piece of work, but he was my brother, and I loved him for it.
The memory of his death still lingered, a painful wound that refused to heal.
The news had struck me like a bolt of lightning, leaving me reeling and heartbroken. And to make matters worse, I wasn't even allowed to give him a proper burial.
But life has a way of surprising you, and karma can be a cruel mistress. My brother, Teddy, had done some terrible things to people, and I'd always thought that his death was the universe's way of balancing the scales. But then, a month ago, I received an anonymous message that turned my world upside down,my brother Teddy Tom green was alive.
My mind was reeling as I tried to process this new information.
Could it be true?
Was my brother really alive?
And if so, why had he been hiding and why didn't he bother to look for me?
