Addison Axford was once told that time healed all wounds.
He wasn't so sure as to how true that was.
If anything, time seemed to act like vinegar to the open cuts, Stinging more and more with each passing second.
But just because it hurt, sadly, it didn't mean you was going to die.
Having thought the horrors of his past was over and moving onwards and upwards was all there was too it, it all becomes too much when old faces resurface and sick games are pushed into motion.
With everyone seeming to have a alter motive and the links all lining up in a way that anybody could be a possibility, theres only one question playing on Addison's mind.
Who is it trying to sabotaged the frail strings of happiness that he and Jace had managed to rebuild?