Chapter 61

VICTOR

Blood kept dripping down on Bruno, and the goddamn thing kept licking it up eagerly. Enraged, I snatched the dog up by its neck, staggered toward the door, and tossed it into the hallway. It landed with a squeak before it dashed off.

I stared down at my blood-covered hands then at the lifeless body of my wife. Slowly, I closed the door just in case. A bloody handprint remained on the white-