Chapter 16
Quentin met up with Damien after the funeral service and presented him with Tamara's personal effects.
Damien stared blankly at the items Quentin had handed him before a crushing realization dawned on him. He then swung his fist, connecting squarely with Quentin's face. "You son of a bitch!"
Quentin met his aggression head-on, and the two men fell into a violent scuffle. They fought savagely, and time ceased to matter as the fight dragged on, leaving both of them completely bruised and bloodied.
They were both distinguished executives, normally models of composure, yet they were now left with rumpled shirts and disordered appearances. They were sprawled across the cold, polished marble of the CEO's office on the top floor of Rayleigh Group.
Damien was the first to break the silence, asking, "Can you tell me about Tamara in the past few years?"
Damien, now 31 years old, already had lines etched on his face from years of hardship. He had spent those years in denial, unable to beli

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