Chapter 24. Attacked

I choke on instant bile as it rises in my throat and almost suffocates me in the process. My heart is near imploding as my body convulses at the sight of the lifeless and headless body he’s dragging behind him. Gagging on my vomit, I can’t block out her scent.

Panic, hysteria, and the crumbling of my mental state as I identify what and who, he has with him. There is no mistaking who has fallen foul to whatever this is. I can’t unsee or blot it out no matter how much I try to turn away, wash it out of my eyes and mind with snotty tears.

It’s Vanka. She’s dead! She’s right there, feet in front of me, dragged by this monster and used as a toy for his sick, twisted game.

“I know where you are, puppy. Why don’t you come out and do me a favor? I don’t want to have to drag you out from under there. It’s no fun if I have to do that.” There’s a sneer of venomous hatred in his voice, and I imagine the way his face curls into a sadistic grin, glaring my way through the darkne