A Deal With Jordan WilsonWhat I just descried was a sight that can be obliterated from my memory neurons only when the hell freezes over. Oh My Lord! He is just a guy to whom my father is beholden with a lot and a guy who has been keeping me captive, perfidiously lying to me and trying to enshroud my own identity from me. Why do I lease him to tug my heartstrings? Why is my heart crumbling itself absorbing this harrowing, excruciating sight of unspeakable grief? Evan Wilson who are you? And what have you done to me? "Mr. Richardson