Clouds obstructed the moon, bathing the world in partial darkness of the night. The stars sparkled like tiny pinpricks of flashlights in the sky. Seth Bonavich glared piercingly at his grandfather. He had to make a few stops to confirm his suspicious because something told him his grandfather wouldn’t tell him the truth right away. And now the old man looked at him smugly, not even bothering to deny that he was the one who hired and sent those people to kidnap Ophelia. ‘Queen Pandora’s orders’ he had said self-righteously and nonchalantly.
In the veil of night, the living room was different… or maybe it was the presence of this wicked man sitting like a king on his throne.
“You vile creature…” Seth spat. “You disgust me.”
A wicked laughter came from the shriveled old man who was balance
