“But… you didn’t kill those men,” I said, maneuvering closer. “You murdered their daughters, and Mrs. Prescott.” Andreas barely flicked his gaze in my direction. “I hurt them where it did the most damage. Once each of those men has lost everything he’s ever loved, that’s when this will be made right. Leaving Prescott and Lord Crenshaw alive is the best form of torture for them. Let them live out their days in misery. As they did for me.”
