I remembered the day when love departed from my wife's eyes. Glistening in tears, scowling into the man she swore her life too. The man she now saw betwixt the bars of a holding cell. Abridged to a caged animal, shackled to a bench, sitting on the cold winter ground. Husband accused of murdering eight little girls, including our daughter Halo.

Main eyewitness was none other than Darius. He captured me in the very handcuffs I trained him to use, whispering 'wrong side of the moon' ...