Even Antonin had been horrified by the depths of depravity she had dropped to with Macnair's death. With years to plan and fantasize how it was going to happen, when she was able to lure him into the basement of her family home, she had been thorough. She'd asked Corban's wife Mafalda to watch her son. Shit mum that she was, she knew better than to do what she intended with an innocent child just up the stairs. There was still at least a modicum of decency left within her at that point in time.