Chapter 23

• There was a loud knock on the door.
• Silas rolled over. He wondered who was disturbing his sleep. The knock got louder and he was forced to carry his sorry ass out of the bed. He was prepared to rain hell on who so ever chose to wake him up.
• If there was one thing Silas Castilo hated, it was the morning. He could sleep forever in his bed. He hated it the most when he had to wake up with a hangover just like now. Whoever was knocking can wait. He had other important matters to attend to.