“Mr. Harrison, what are you not telling us? I can see the guilt you are holding onto. Something happened that triggered this behavior in Eamon, didn't it?” I say and he looks down at his hands. “When Eamon was five, he was kidnapped along with his mother.A business rival of my family was behind the kidnapping. They were held for ransom and they …” he trails off and takes a sip of the water on his desk, before he speaks again.
“The kidnappers kept them for three days. They did unspeakable things to my wife and son. We didn't want to involve the police, so the family handled it on our own. By the time we found them, my wife was dead and Eamon was clinging to life. The doctors managed to save him, but he never spoke again. For three years, all he did was stay in his room, and he never said a
