“The accused is guilty…,” the judge announces.

Those are the words I’ve been waiting for. Rage and GB are going to serve a long time in prison. I don’t think killing them was going to bring me peace anyway. The country will finally be at peace. I can’t imagine the last time I felt so relieved.

No wait I can. It’s when I asked Shakira out and she agreed. She was still in hospital at that time but promised that as soon as she was released, we would go out.

She spent months in hospital for fractured ribs and a liver transplant. Right now she’s busy going for physical therapy. One of Hatari’s bullets hit an important muscle in her leg so she can’t walk perfectly like before. I’m just happy that she’s still alive and she’s finally mine.

Since the country’s getting back to normal, I started tracking my sister and I found out that she died of natural causes two years ago. She was living in the streets after running away from a foster home where she was abused. I can’t believe that my sister suffered so much while I was living in total comfort. Enjoying Jeffrey and Pauline’s money. To honour her I’m going to donate all of my parents’ estates to charity. It’s the least I can do.

Now life is finally looking good and shows promise. I’m ready to live it with me and my woman.