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Even though it should not, my heart sank as I realized the full extent of Vincent's twisted desires. The power struggle that had claimed the life of my father was far from over. Vincent had returned, stronger and more dangerous than ever, with the sole purpose of finishing what he started.

I guess that when it came down to it, Meghan and I could admit to having one more thing in common - we both knew borderline mad, psychotic people. Was it strange that that was the case? Maybe. I mean, what are the odds? On the other hand, I heard somewhere that most everyone needed to be put in a mental institution so maybe it is pretty normal.

Vincent glared at me, malevolence simply oozing from every pore in his body. The room seemed to hold its breath as the weight of his words hung in the air. My uncle's quest for power had brought us to this moment, but there was more to his dark past that needed to be acknowledged.

"You were always so power-hungry, Uncle," I said, my voice tinged with sadnes