Trouble. I hit it with my car...
Then I carried her home.
Taking care of her wounds with my own dark depravity. Her scars tell a story, burns, cuts...some old...but there are some wounds that are fresh. So fresh they tell a dangerous, intriguing tale. One Iâm captivated to learn.
When she opened her eyes she didnât recoil like the others. Instead, she told me her name.
Helene...
There is something about her. About the way she meets my stare. Sheâs not afraid of me.
Some dangerous part of me wants to keep it that way. Just this once...
When Halestrom Hale and the controlling fist clenches around me. I hide her in the only place I know. A place I can control. A place where I can watch her...
The Order.
When my brothers find out, they are furious. Everything weâve worked for. All the lies weâve told. All the sick, depraved things weâve done. Could be all for nothing. If she tells. So all three of us make sure that she doesnât whisper a thing. We keep her busy.
Every night...and all day long. And pray we make it out alive.