Bloodstained Denial

Victor panted heavily, easing the pain in his back. Struggling, he mumbled, “I didn't take the key from Otto, break into the top floor or steal anything...”

“How dare you still try to defend yourself!”

The cane slapped hard against Victor's back five times consecutively, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

The flesh underneath his blood-stained shirt didn't bleed but was swelled up and purpl