Another kid for Berriton

All the things that had happened in the last few weeks—Heather's death, her threatening letter, and everything else that had happened, including the hospitalization of Mr. and Mrs. Berritton—were left under the bridge as food for the sharks.

Berritton was relieved when his heart stopped pounding, increasing his blood pressure, and when thoughts stopped clouding his mind. He had spoken with the entire police force, which was investigating her daughter's murder, and urged them to close the case.

And just like he wanted, the case was closed after all; who can say no to him? There was only one thing that was bothering him, but he was sure he would nab it at the perfect time.

Though he was a family man, blessed with a wife and two adorable kids who were now in their early twenties, he still had concubines whom he hooked up behind his wife's death.

There was not even a single time he feared being caught because he always used his money to silence those he got himself involved with. As he sa