When they reached Lily’s house, she stood in the yard staring as her bed, toys, and mother’s furniture were carried back inside.
Emily looked at Viktor with tears in her eyes.
“Why did you help us?”
Viktor looked at Lily holding the pink bike she no longer needed to sell.
“Because sometimes,” he said quietly, “even the worst men in the world know when someone has crossed the line.”
Then he turned to leave.
Behind him, a neighborhood that had lost everything slowly began putting their lives back together.
And somewhere else in the city, word spread quickly through Viktor Romano’s organization:
Anyone who used his name to hurt innocent families would face consequences.
Especially if those families had children who were brave enough to stand in the rain and try to sell their only bicycle just to feed someone they loved.
