Ian hasn’t been a good man, not for a while now.

He’s not deprived of empathy or the ability to sympathize, but it’s hardly there when blood is drying on his hands.

His control is so deeply ingrained in Naomi’s mind that she looks past his flaws and loves a man of immorality.

Anyone who thought he was going to idly sit and go through this trial must be absolutely stupid.

His pretty darling is waiting for him.

Prison is not an option, neither is humoring the criminal justice system.

Ian distinctively recalls his darling wanting a road trip.

Now would be the perfect time to do so.

“You are useful, darling.”