Chapter-10

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                             Dante
   Julian died right after his memo to Ari. He mentioned Daniel which seemed—peculiar. I never thought I would hear his name again. But here his name still stands in the abyss of my soul. Never fully forgave him in my mind but by heart I did and what a fool I've been to see the good in him.
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    The soil hit his coffin with a loud thud. His parents couldn't stop the sobs nor whimpers escaping their trembling mouths. Everyone came to mourn Julian—friend or foe, it didn't matter. All that matter is that Julian was safe somewhere were his ancestors and grandparents were.
   However, Daniel couldn't bare to man up and blend with the crowd as they surrounded Julian's coffin. He'd never thought Julian would interfere that night at the 55 Club. But here they are and it would be a great debt to rejoice the event. But he stop had other matters to take care of—whenever it was good or bad he didn't care. Although he might've felt some guilt about what had happen to Julian.
But Daniel had no regrets. 
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   Aristotle got the new reports from his father accident the next morning. Nothing peculiar about them—just reports of bad motor usage and old sunk in tires. Not the usual crap they make up in tv shows. He didn't know if the policemen were lying to consulting a fake case about his fathers incident and he better hope that they weren't lying because that wouldn't be pretty. However, Julian's words still struck him by surprise as he looked into his eyes and told him, "it's time you should stop fighting."
  Fighting for what? What was he fighting? He knew his father was fighting a coma and—a year  ago he was fighting off the internal conflict he had. But what did Julian meant by, 'it's time you should stop fighting.' Would their be more than just gangs and abuse against the gays or would their be riots and rebellion in the streets?
  Shit.
  Aristotle dropped everything in his hand and went to call Dante. When he didn't pick up he went to his house and told him.

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