Amon stared at the well dressed man and took a deep breath. He exuded a powerful aura, making people cower in fear around him. He only had to say a word and his men obeyed with immediate effect. He didn't know when he blurted out,

“Yes.”

“Good. That's the only thing needed. You just have to say the word, yes. Get in the car.”

And that was how Amon came to work for Easton Landers. Since that day, he had been happy to be free from his step father's grip. Now, he was the one who inflicted pain not the other way round. He lived in abundance, carrying out required...