He insists.
"What do we do with Alexander?"
I lower my gaze.
"We leave him here..."
The words come out almost in a whisper, and Dad stands up immediately.
"Let him die?"
I raise my head.
"Dad..."
"Is that what you're suggesting? Leave him locked up to die of hunger? Of thirst? Waiting who knows how long?"
I shake my head quickly.
"That wasn't it..."
"Of course that was it... and no, I'm a piece of s**t, but I'm not capable of killing that man."
His voice hardens.
"No, Vanessa. No, not that."
He takes a few steps across the room and stops in front of the window.
"I tried to negotiate with him."
My eyes widen.
"What?"
"I went downstairs to talk to Alexander, tried to make him understand the situation, offer him money, businesses. Whatever he asked for… Nothing. That man won
