Chapter 116. A Gift

By the huge four-poster bed, I am drawn to the figure sprawled out like a lording king in his domain. He doesn’t seem fazed at all by us. He’s sprawled out, one arm propped under his chin, so he’s semi-sat up. His glowing amber eyes are coming at us from the darkness of this room, and I wonder why they have no lights or power in the manor. If this is to cloak them and give an advantage or if there’s something wrong with the electrics up here.

“You were expecting us?” Radar bites back with a sarcastic laugh, moving to the front of our party and putting himself directly in front of Sierra in a protective manner. That cocky confidence on show of a seasoned warrior ready to go at it in a blink.

“I was expecting my son, but his bitch and his mother are fine by me. Guess I have to deal with you first.” Juan laughs, and the sound is manic, blood-curdling, unlike the man I remember. He seems to have changed drastically since the last time I laid eyes on him, and I wonder if he h