Tony was red-eyed, and that couldn’t be a good thing.
Before Chris could answer, Tony shared their identities with him.
“Yes, we finally got ID. This is the man who was my father,” he said. “This is Charlie LaRue, Elizabeth’s Dad,” he said. “And that’s her mother. He dug them up to hurt her. He dug up her parents, and she knew it,” he said, knowing what Chris had told them. “He tried to break my sister from another mister. I hate him.”
Oh, Hell’s bells!
Caspian blinked.
“Oh, God.”
Yeah, that’s what they all thought.
“He’s a horrible human being,” he stated. “To do that to her is awful. Poor Mom.”
Yeah, Chris was aware.
“She’s going to need a hug,” Caspian said. “Here, Tony,” he said, offering the man one too. “I’m sorry for your loss. I know you were close with Elizabeth’s Dad.”
Tony took the hug and gave one back.
“I’m sorry for your loss, too, Caspian. I know how much you loved Rayna. She’ll get him.”
There was no doubt there.
“I know she’ll get her justice,” he stated, so much calmer now.
For Chris, his work here wasn’t done. Now, he was going to calm Tony down and talk him off the mourning ledge. Maybe they could heal each other by remembering Charlie and some of his antics.
Lately, it was all about the past.
“Elizabeth will get justice for them, too. Violating their graves…it won’t go unforgiven,” Chris stated.
Cas hoped she did.
As he headed out, Raphael was sick to his stomach.
“It’s really her parents?” he asked.
He nodded.
“Yes.”
He said one last thing.
“I hope she fucks his head with a bazooka,” he stated. “He’s a piece of shit.”
On that, they all agreed.
Hands.
Down.
* * * The Blackhawks * * *
Corbin’s Place
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