Chapter 79

"Get the fuck out of this house." He heard his father's voice hiss with venom.

Grant smiled to himself. That hadn't taken them long. His eyes adjusted to the light. Standing in front of him were his parents. It seemed to him that his visit had disrupted their sleep, because they were dressed in their pajamas. His father had a gun pointed straight at him. Grant stuffed his hands in his pockets and focused his gaze on his mother.

"Hello, mother." He said with a pleasant smile.

She glared at him, taking a protective stand behind his father. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to punish the traitors of course!"

"What do you mean?!"

Grant took a step forward. 

"Stay back, I'm warning you!" His father screamed at him, holding the gun tighter.

Grant glanced at his father. "Don't interrupt me please, I'm talking to my mother."

"Listen to your father!."

"Oh, so now he's my father huh?" Grant said with a bitter laugh. "I thought I was