Suicide Hotline € Lashton

11.1

Ashton sat there in shock. He couldn't process how this man got away with everything he's done to him. Ashton had blocked out most words as he began to sob, but two seemed to cut through his wall.

"Four years."

After hurting him for so long, and leaving scars that would last a lifetime that's all this man gets? Greg Hood and Francs Hood felt the same way. The man standing at the entrance of the court room was holding back sobs as he rushed back to his car. He jumped in his car, and raced to the airport so he wouldn't miss his flight to London. Nobody saw him, it was better if they didn't. He can't explain why he's doing this at the moment, but he will eventually. He just needs a little time.