Chapter 648

Blake lay on his bed after consuming his sandwich, leaving the conversation of the women to themselves; he didn’t want to intrude and had a lot on his mind. The remembrance of Jenkins and his earlier life in the estate with Jenkins and his Grandfather was weighing heavily on him. If was a very powerful word. If this, if that, If very powerful when in self-pitying. Self-denying the inevitable. Jenkins was gone and there was nothing that would bring him back.

‘If only I could turn back time and….’ Blake shot out of bed and headed out of the room.

“I’ll be back,” Blake said to the women and rushed out of the Suite.

Blake rushed to the hospital that held Jenkin’s body. He made his way to the morgue and began searching for his body. Finding him, he opened the drawer, and there, under a sheet, was the body of Jenkins. As they had said, he had suffered from a stabbing wound to the back, but when Blake observed it, there was a suspicious condition to the puncture. It was post-mortem and it di