Barry.
My father was killed by my best friend. I was supposed to be killed too. It was the first time she'd ever defied orders. That was when she decided the organization she worked for needed to be taken down. We didn't know one another at the time, but she couldn't kill a thirteen year old girl. I didn't find out until years later that she was the one who killed him. And I didn't take it well. We made up, but that's something I've always carried.