Chapter 25 - Gracie
An hour later Isiah sat, in the dining room, quietly palming the glock in his lap as he sat waiting for his prey to return.
Eventually the sharp sound of a door being push open and slammed closed reverberated in the empty home, and a high male voice called out in a nasally bored tone. “Sherry! Gracie! Girls I’m home!”
Isiah smiled slow and deep as he listened to the man shuffle off a coat and bag, then with all intents to scare and shock the man Isiah tilted his head back and let out a sharp shout in a menacing singsong tone. “Oh SAMMMMM!!“
Then Isiah lifted the gun and waited.
It didn’t take long before a bewildered angry looking man, no more than 5 foot 6 came to the doorway and started to splutter at the sight of Isiah sitting there in his home. Brandishing a gu
