"Heh, age doesn't matter in the business world. If someone disobeys, you punish them. If someone steps out of line, you make them regret it. That's what my father taught me anyway." Phillip closed his good remaining eye while gently touching his eye-patch. "That's why I mean it when I say your parents won't get away with their scam Amy. My father...he won't kill them. He'll make them wish they were killed. He'll torture them over and over again...taking my eye was the least of my worries."

"I...I asked him why he was so cold. When I was five I mean...heh, I guess he didn't like where I was going with the conversation, cause then he started yelling at me....and then he took the knife and...and..." Phillip's voice trailed off as he stared at the wall blankly, that same look on his face from the night before.