The morning sun cast long shadows across Clarksville Memorial Gardens as black limousines pulled through the wrought iron gates.

Jezza Clarksville's funeral had drawn hundreds of mourners to come attend the burial but Margret instructed the bodyguards not to let them in.

They kept hovering around waiting for anyone to remove the law.

Marcus adjusted his black tie for the third time as he stood beside the freshly dug grave. The white casket, adorned with white lilies and roses, gleamed in ...