Chapter 155

(trigger warnings: violence)

Gunshots were like birdsong to him. But killing Reginald didn’t bring him any satisfaction. It was like stepping on an ant. The world wouldn’t miss him at all. In fact, he felt like he was doing the world a favor. Reginald was a blight. The worst kind of person out there.

Not that he was any better. He was about as evil as they came, but at least he knew it. People l