64|Everything You Touch Eventually Dies

Shortly after 1:00 PM, Austin set off for St. Anne's Cemetery, six kilometres from the centre of Clarence Estate.

He asked Arno to stop at the florist a block away from the church, where he bought two bouquets of pink carnations, his mom's favourites.

He and Iris had been together for three years before she died, but he never knew what flowers she liked. Come to think of it, there was a lot he didn't know about her. Maybe because she never needed anything from him except sex. But then again, why would she when she was a spoiled mafia princess with enough resources?

"We're early," Arno stated the obvious as he parked the car.

"That was the plan," Austin grunted as he jumped out of the car, declining Benji's offer to tag along.

He took a leisurely stroll to Iris' grave.

Surrounded by thriving greenery and centuries-old trees, the cemetery spanned 15.2 hectares of land. It was the perfect final resting place for some of the country's notable figures. He'd had to fight the De Jagers tooth