Russel was breathing hard, his entire body wracked with more pain than he ever felt before. Not even the fight with the ghouls and getting impaled by one of their talon-claws had anything on what his father did to him. At his feet, he saw Carter’s corpse. Was the skin already going pale? Did that happen that fast or was he losing his mind? He wasn’t sure and also wasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer one way or the other. What he did know was that somehow, he actually won the ...