230 TAKEOVER

The Dawson family had been hit badly. A Trojan had pierced into their family like a decorated knife through a flour bag. The same Nathan that Ethan had trusted like a family, turned out to be a family member—an evil one at that. The future looked bleak for Ethan after Madison's trip to the psychiatric hospital. Ewing Olivia's innocent excitement, she couldn't bear it anymore. She had a series of nightmares about Ethan getting a lethal injection or being sentenced to an electric chair. "No, it can't get that bad. I've been reading some legal books, and for the degree of the murder he's getting charged for, he should be getting about 25 years to life, and if our lawyer is good, 15 years." After one of these dreams again interrupted Madison's nap, Isabella made an effort to comfort her. Her face turned pale. Isabella had forwarded to the third stage of grief: acceptance, and Madison wasn't happy about that. "You mean Ethan would go to jail? My Ethan would go to prison." Madison had que