A silent ###Chapter:Killer

The sound of the bedroom door opening pulls me out of my mind. There is no need for me to look up as I already know who is here.

Even if I didn't recognize the sound of his shoes as he walks toward me. I never could, but now I would know.

Not from the scent in the air of his cologne but from the evil aura of death that clings to him as a second shadow, a silent man, for a silent monster, the most evil of its kind.

'Already waiting for your ...