Facing the music can heal your soul...or tear it apart. I've done things I'm ashamed of. I've stolen. I've lied. I've even taken a life or two. But what I have to do next makes all that look like random acts of kindness. Finding Dee's murderer trumps all, no matter what the cost, even if it means bonding with Hross 'til death do us part. Give up Max? Check. Break his heart? Yeah, that too. But putting Max's life in danger was never, ever part of the...