Chapter 48

Chapter 48

EDEN POV

Raynor probably realized that where subliminal threats and attempts at unsettling me failed to work, pure, barbaric horror would. And kudos to his little strategy; it fuckin worked.

I barely slept that night, squirming and turning in bed whenever a sheet grazed my foot. If I had thought maids who had their throats slit open and blood sucked dry from their bodies were terrifying enough, then what I saw during lunch in the noon was enough to kill me clean and square.

That had to be cooked straight in the fiery kitchens of satan's abode!

The image of the enslaved species milling on the table, naked and vulnerable in front of Raynor and his group of crazies lived rent-free in my head and refused to leave. I found myself wondering about all the impossible, which all ended with two things; Raynor's dead body on the floor and the victims freed!

No one was supposed to live like a dog. Absolutely no one.

Inara- I can go around and see what I can find. Snoop around