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“You’re allowed to grieve the loss of your brother, Alec,” I say quietly, a hand around his waist as we stand over an unmarked grave behind the old Halloran Pack home.

“It feels…wrong, grieving someone who did such terrible things to so many people while he was alive. It makes me look at everything I’ve done…”

“Do not do that to yourself, Alec,” Frank says, pulling a hand on Alec’s shoulder, “Your deeds were done for ...