Chapter 8 - The Cold Realization
Julian stared at his mother, the man who had always tried to keep the peace between the two most important women in his life suddenly realizing the horrifying depth of the monster living under their roof. The blind obedience he had once given her shattered completely. His jaw tightened into a hard, rigid line, his eyes turning ice-cold as he looked at the woman who had terrorized his wife. The illusion of a happy multi-generational home dissolved into ash. Without breaking eye contact with his mother, Julian reached slowly down into the pocket of his grey trousers, his movements deliberate, controlled, and dripping with an ominous finality.
