Chapter 101 No One Mourns The Wicked

• THEO'S POINT OF VIEW.
• I stood in the heavy downpour and watched as my father was jumped by ten different homeless guys with knives. The sound of his grunts of pain as they stabbed him in other places should probably have done something to my heart, or mind….but all I could think about was Seraphina, my mother, and my sister. About the fact that they’d be safer without this monster close to them.
• I’d been waiting for this moment all my life, dreaming of the day he would die… but for some reason, I couldn’t do it…something always stopped me.