---- and Conrad landed in the hands of the most ruthless paparazzi in the business-the kind who'd sell their soul for a headline. Now, the Lennons were caught in a storm of public outrage, their name dragged through the mud, even causing turmoil in the stock market. Conrad struck back fast and hard, pinning all the blame on Jenny. Joel seized the moment and filed for divorce, leaving her completely alone and vulnerable to everyone's judgment. The world buzzed with speculation over what could have started such a bitter feud between two powerful families. No one really knew what my death meant. Conrad had saved every bit of ash from that fire, keeping it perfectly preserved. He kept the ashes in his room, and only then could he sleep. Once again, he dreamed of me. In the dream, I said cruel things-that my biggest regret was ever meeting him. His heart ached, but at the same time, he felt a faint flicker of relief. ---- He didn't care if I blamed him or hated him. He wouldn't bother me again, so long as he could see me and know I was alive and okay. But he couldn't stop wondering where I was. Suddenly, Joel barged into Conrad's place. He grabbed Conrad by the collar and started pounding him without a word. The two high-ranking men brawled like common street thugs in the room, trading brutal blows until their faces were swollen and their lips bloodied. Worn out, they finally sagged against the wall, each gripping a bottle of liquor, their eyes fixed on the sky.