
Trying to put Eli in the ground had been a driving force for Victor for the last decade and a half, and it had always seemed like he was chasing the impossible.

But now Eli was dead, and Victor had, well, not a cure exactly, but he had a solution, and that was a hell of a lot more than he was used to.Įli’s death still seemed like such an abstract idea, so completely foreign to Victor. In a way it felt like nothing had changed in their lives from how it had been just a few weeks ago, driving around the country in desperate search for a cure for Victor, with Eli locked safely in his cage.

It was a scene that Victor was intimately familiar with, one that they had repeated many times. Mitch drove, Victor sitting in the passenger seat, staring out the window. Plus she was an adult, and they had all agreed to meet back up in a week or two, once Mitch and Victor were finished with their trip. She needed to stay in Merit the same way that Victor needed to go back to Lockland to see Angie. I think it would be… healing.” It was something Victor’s parents would have said, and while Victor didn’t really believe in that kind of thing, visiting Angie could at least help him understand why everything had gone the way it had. Angie was a secret whispered during one of Victor and Mitch’s late nights in their cell together, when Victor couldn’t sleep and insisted on talking. Mitch knew exactly who Angie was, Victor had talked about her before - only a handful of times in the 11 years they had known each other, but enough for Mitch to recognize the name. That’s the girl you killed, right?” It wasn’t really a question. Mitch sat on the edge of the bed they shared (although it was mostly Mitch’s bed, since Victor didn’t tend to sleep much), watching Victor pace across the small room. They were staying in a hotel twenty miles outside of Merit. Victor brought up the idea a few days after Eli’s death. He needed to go back, needed some sort of closure, 15 years later. But Eli was dead, and Victor felt better than he had in years. He had spent the decade after Angie’s death in prison (for murdering her), and after his escape he had been preoccupied with Eli, his pesky habit of dying, and then Eli again. It wasn’t for any particular reason, there had just never been a good opportunity.

Victor Vale had never visited Angie’s grave.
