A fifty odd year-old man stood up as he slammed the table. "What do you mean by that?! Are you saying my sister deserved to die?!"

"What about me then? Am I deserving of my wounds? I shouldn't protect myself? Also, that man Danny stabbed, did he deserved that as well?" Madelyn was about to lose her temper. Moreover, it was not like the deceased's side was at the right, and it was not as if she was disrespecting the dead. She was just stating the facts of the matter.

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