Angelica

Augustus Martin's surge of eruptions about my dad brought my psyche to a furore. Though I challenged him about my father's innocuousness, there was in some corner of my heart a fear, an unquenched agitation about the possibility of truth in his words which could shake my existence to bric-a-brac. My father Mr Robert Evans is a loving and caring patriarch but the other side of him is an ugly and a cruel mafia leader who shambled many innocent people lives without a blink.

Taking a cab I rushed home immediately and confronted my dad about everything I heard from the malicious billionaire a while ago. With every question...