“Am I?” Vance’s expression showed he didn’t believe he was.
“Yes, you are,” Roger told him, reaching for him then dropping his hand. “You are one of the few people I’m proud to call friend, and that’s because of whoyou are, not what you are. As corny as it probably sounds, you have heart. Ginna saw that, it’s why she loved you. Theo sees it, too. The children you help, the people you save because of who you are, they all see the heart within your tough exterior. So, my friend, listen to it. Don’t let anger and revenge rule your life when it comes to…to those sons of bitching bastards.” Roger did touch Vance then, putting his hands on his shoulders, turning him to face the two men bound to the beams. “Kill them, they deserve it, but do it quickly. Any other way and you become worse than they ever were.”