Chapter 666 Mad to the Bone

• The man rose slowly. His long legs stepped over the soft carpet. Tall and lean, dressed in sharp casual wear, he lifted the mask from the table with clean fingers and eased it over his face. Then he pushed open another door in the suite.
• Inside, a teenage boy was tied with his hands bound behind him, secured to the edge of a table.
• The boy’s fair, handsome face was bloodless, lips pale, a thin line of bright red seeping at the corner.