( STEPHEN'S POV )

At the police station.

I sat in the cell with gritted teeth. Soon.... Soon, I would be released.

It was funny how Quinn could have the heart to imprison me.

"After all our friendship..." I clicked my tongue.

I would show them.... All of them....

I couldn't imagine how they could.... God....

A sound at the cell door made me raise my head.

As I did, my gaze met with that of my godfather.

Brendon King...

"Someone is here to see you." The policeman that I hated the most said.

I got up gently, and was led out by the policeman.

As the three of us...