"I did. And now, I'm going to show you exactly what I did, Aeldric Riverdale—but the only difference is, it'll be your grandson and his wife in your son and his wife's place."
Aeldric's grip tightened on his cane, his eyes burning with fury.
"Calm down, old man," Justin said. "It's not for you to kill him. So stay put."
Aeldric rooted himself in place, deciding to listen to Justin.
Colin looked at Aeldric. "How about I spare your life in exchange for Natalie Harper, your granddaughter-in-law? You could live at least a few more years—though you're already a step away from your grave."
"We Riverdales are true men. We don't hide behind the women in the family," Aeldric spat. "Go ahead and kill me."
"Are you looking for me?" Natalie was coming downstairs, her eyes sleepy as she rubbed them with the back of her fingers. "I heard someone say my name."
"Get that woman," Colin instructed the gunmen, smirking at Justin.
Justin ignored him and looked at Natalie. "Come here."
