Chapter 99

The house on Park Avenue was quiet. That mealy-mouthed bitch Lewis had married had taken the children to visit her sister up in Boston. Lewis knew that was just an excuse, though. Since he’d lost his right hand, she’d used every pretext she could come up with to avoid being in the same room with him, let alone the same house.

Well, that was just fine with him. With Eloise gone, he was free to do as he pleased with no reason to be discreet.

He stared broodingly at the spot where the end of his right sleeve hung empty. He’d been forced to have his hand amputated thanks to the boy he’d planned to fuck.