Sage took her hand in his warm and work worn one. Then without a word lead her to a dilapidated house. It was pure squalor like one comes to expect in a ghetto.  He then led her to a window and peeked in. Inside there were two un-kept and clearly stoned parents with the missing teeth common to meth heads.  They also had the haggard and drawn faces of those who have lived a life that aged them way beyond their years. In the corner their bright eyed little girl played with household items amusing herself while he parents were in their own little world. The adults were clearly burnt out mind, body, soul.<br/><br/>He then looked to Charlotte “there is the reason your husband is dead. So what would you have for revenge?  And do you enter into such an undertaking of your own free will without being coursed Charlotte Rose Franklin? What would you have right now for your vengeance?”<br/>