Exitus

“I was disappointed when my son became an academic. One day he tells me he’s becoming a moral philosopher. Just like that. I was totally unprepared. Our family has always kept as far away from both learning and morals as possible. What a disappointment he was to his poor father when he was alive. Didn’t care that generations of Wallaces before him have invested so much effort in building up the family business. Pah. Ungrateful bastard.”

“What business is that?”

“Crime. Crime,” she shouted at him, waving a clenched fist.