The Billion Dollar Baby

It should have been easy. It was all about Revenge. I had one woman to find. Marry her and put my baby in her belly.

Clinical. Cold. Ruthless. That’s me. My father’s son. Then I met her. Sydney Lawrence. All American Girl. Goddess. Broken Angel.

“It is more important that innocence is protected than it is that guilt be punished.” Guess what? I didn’t listen. I spun my web and trapped her inside. Then I took her to Hell. When you play with fire – someone always gets burned.