Isabel POV
Life is one of the most fragile thing, one minute your loved ones are right there with you and the next minute they are gone. I stared at Gideon's picture that was placed close to his gravestone. He was dead. He always knows how to predict correctly. He had predicted when I wanted to get the contract with the Seoul brothers. He said I was going to get it and that was exactly what had happened. This time he had predicted his death and here he was six feet underground.
I was about to enter my car to go when a nurse at the retirement home shouted as she ran over to me. When she got to me she held her chest trying to catch her breath.
" Are you ok?" I asked concern laced in my voice.
" Gideon wanted you to have this." She said handing me a black old looking box