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Split Apart

"How are you holding up, son?" Jack questioned glancing out the window talking to Alton. "I can't help but feel guilty; we couldn't help you at any time. You did so much for my daughter and us when it came to the Syndicate family, but we failed to help you fight your father."

Alton sat at the end of the desk, looking gloomy. "I didn't actually plan on fighting him… I was more interested in running. But I was also scared of getting people I care for hurt by my own selfish demands. But that didn't stop them fighting, and now because of my actions Gale is dead…"

"You shouldn't blame yourself, Alton. What happened to Gale was horrible, but you couldn't do anything."

"You're right… But it still doesn't hurt. To lose both Gale and my dad…"