Re: quicklog, hotel: graham & jake
[For Graham, the nightmares never ended. Guilt would haunt him until the day he died and even the hallucinations of his dead wife, conjured up by a desperate mind that couldn't let go, could never take away the memory of Lore's lifeless body. The woman he loved and so much blood, and his boy, his son, suffering because of his father's mistakes. His sins came down hard on the boy. He looked down, saw Jake's hands hard to shake and he wished more than anything that he could take it away. The pain, the memories; maybe he should've wished for that. But if Lore came back, if she came back right, it would be okay. It would. He knew it would.]
I could have. But I didn't. [He looked sad, weary, ages and ages older than he should be.] The money was better in Vegas. I thought it'd be a fresh start, Jake. I didn't know. By the time I did... it was too late. [But he hadn't thought Jake knew. About Constantos, about his work, about who killed his mother and why.] You knew? Who told you?