“I’ve been in this game for too long,” Senior said. “When I first got the news, I could only think about my legacy. I became obsessed with it. I’m not like you, Walter. I didn’t think about my family, or anyone else. Only myself.”
“It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks,” Mr. Hudgens said. He laughed slightly at his own joke, but even that ended quickly.
A weight seemed to fall over the room, after the reveal of Mr. Hatfield’s diagnosis. Everyone in this room hated Senior to a varying degree, but I suspected that no one wanted him actually dead.
“I’m sorry,” I told him, stepping forward. Releasing Logan’s hand, I placed my hand on Senior’s arm instead, right near the elbow. “I’m so sorry you have to face something like that. And do it alone.”
“I pushed everyone else away. Who would
