Pondering Lena's fate, Dorian said, "Josie, don't sweat it. With all the wrongs she's done, it's only right she faces the music."
Josefina brought up the man in the picture who had disguised himself. Dorian wasn't surprised; he'd already guessed as much.
"Lena was just a pawn. Those folks wouldn't dare show their true colors."
Josefina nodded, still eager to wrap up this mess quickly.
While they were talking, Josefina's phone rang. It was Bill.
"Lena's kicked the bucket," Bill said.
Josefina wasn't shocked, just shook her head in dismay.
The line between good and evil can be as thin as a razor's edge.
Josefina hung up and noticed the complexity in Dorian's expression.
"In the past, we treated her like family, never imagining she'd turn out to be the culprit. What goes around comes around, and Lena, she's gotta pay the piper for her actions."
"Dorian, should we fill in Mom and Dad about this?"
"I'll handle it, Josie. It's getting late; you should hit the hay. Annika mentioned you've been burning the candle at both ends. As important as this is, your health comes first."
"Dorian, I'll take care of myself. You too, get some rest."
"Will do," Dorian said with a smile.
Josefina nodded, feeling the weight of exhaustion. After exchanging a few more words with Dorian, she headed to her room to sleep.
...
The next day, Grant was rudely awakened by a phone call before he even got out of bed.
"How about we meet up?" the caller suggested.

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