He would go through with it.

But what could I possibly offer him when I had nothing left?

"Well, stop dragging it out and just bury me already," I said, sounding almost disinterested. Fear had become a foreign concept to me—not after everything I had been through.

"Karl, you’ve seen it for yourself—there’s nothing here," I continued, keeping my tone even. "Ashton told me he left something here, which is why I kept quiet. But guess what? He ...