Haunting-Adeline

black eyebrows set low over dark eyes that give him a menacing look, black
hair, and a snake-like smile. He’s pushing his fi ies, but the man isn’t
hur ng for women.
Dan exudes confidence and from the few mes we’ve spoken, I
understand why he’s a lawyer for the president. He’s incredibly
manipula ve.
“Dan, nice to see you,” I respond, shaking his hand firmly when he holds
his out to me.
“I was wondering when I’d see you here. Mark spoke about bringing you
a few mes.”
“I’m sure he did,” I murmur. That’s news to me.
“Very unfortunate what happened to him. Can’t believe some psycho
li le girl managed to do all that to those four. S ll never found their
bodies, did they?”
I shake my head empathe cally, appearing to be just as shocked by
Mark’s death.
“Not that I’m aware of, man. Doesn’t she keep talking about henchmen
or some shit?” I ask with a mocking smirk on my face. I hate to use Sibby’s
mental illness to my advantage, but in this case, if it means saving
hundreds of children and women, I’ll weaponize whatever I need to in
order to see that I complete my mission.
God, I even sound a li le like her. Sibby believes killing evil people is her
mission in life, something she was born to do.
And I can’t en rely disagree with the thought when you’re constantly
risking your life to do something you feel is right. Even if other people will
see it as wrong.
Dan laughs, the tone cruel and judgmental. “Yeah, thought I heard
someone men on that.”
I scoff in disgust. “Girl says she had five henchmen. If they only saw one
ge ng away, can’t imagine if there’s more out there on the loose.”
That li le remark will circulate and taint the minds of the Society. If they
believe that Sibby’s henchmen are real, then it’ll keep suspicions low. At
least un l the therapists get to Sibby and realize that her henchmen are all
in her imagina on.
By then, these fuckers will all have bullets in their heads, and the
children they exploit will be long gone.