Sliding off the bus, ISAAC merges into the crowd, his head lowered.

One step at a time.

He can manage this whole on the run business.

He has to. Because he's not freaking dying over some jerk who couldn't keep his own hands to himself. He's not dying and leaving behind those three kids all by themselves.

ISAAC

ISAAC's phone buzzes in his pocket, but he ignores it. It's fucking VINCENT DANZA. He can go to hell. ISAAC's been seething ever since he found out that he wants KYOLINE to marry GERARD.

ISAAC takes a deep breath and heads out to his car. A hand fluffs through his hair, mussing ...