Chapter 100

• CHAPTER 100 HE WHO KILLS BY THE SWORD DIES BY THE SWORD
• Narrator
• In the dark, foul-smelling cell where Mason lay, the air was thick with the stench of his decaying body, a constant reminder of the sins that relentlessly pursued him. It felt as though fate, in its unyielding justice, was extracting its toll from every ounce of cruelty he had inflicted on the innocent, especially the pain he had caused Megan and her unborn child. The reverberation of his actions haunted every corner of that hellish place.