76, Breakdown

Bane looked at the man sitting on the other side of Bane’s desk. Emma’s uncle had nothing in common with his niece. Not his looks, not his personality or his manners. Bane wondered briefly how Emma had turned out the way she had when she had been raised by these people. Had her parents left such a strong imprint that not even these people could ruin it? Bane was battling his urge to kill the both of them. If he did, they wouldn’t take his angel from him. But it was too late. They had already said the words that had shattered his world to pieces. Somehow, this slime of a human being had come up with enough money to pay off his debt. Bane had hoped the transfer wouldn’t go through, that the money was just a bluff. But as he looked on his computer screen, he could clearly see the money the man had deposited. It had killed Bane to ask Emma to pack her things. He needed her out of his office in case he did something. If he lost his cool, she didn’t need to see that. Not now that she would