Chapter 13. Daddy

A father; the head of a family; the husband. A creator; a maker; an author; an originator.

Nero.

"This is my son Vesper, and my guard Aldrich," I said truthfully.

"Son, this is Tessa."

"Hmm... you know, what the hell, my life couldn't get any weirder," she shook his hand after sheathing her knife back in its place. She laughed softly as if the encounter was too silly for her to comprehend.

The little killer then walk ahead not caring if I'd follow her or not. But then she called out, "Come on. I need to skin this and put it in the crockpot. I've been binge-eating the cheeseburger for two days now, it'll feel good to eat my kill."

Vesper chuckled hearing her choice of words from behind me. I couldn't see his face but I know Aldrich was keeping his thoughts to himself.

We reached her little cottage and surely enough she told us to come in. "You need me to invite you in, really? Ugh, Come on boys, migh