Page 49 of Maddening Fixation

I took another deliberate step forward.

“Today...” Every eye followed me. “...I’m here to deliver the justice ye’ve earned.”

No one interrupted.

No one dared.

“One by one...”

I pointed toward the manor doors behind me. “...I’ll drag every last one of ye outside this house.”

Another pause. “And I’ll slaughter ye like the rabid dogs ye are.”

A woman whimpered.

Someone quietly began praying.

I ignored them.

“This...”

I spread my scarred hands. “...is the day I imagined every single night inside Ravencliff.”

“The day that kept me alive. The day I promised my sister.”

My gaze hardened.

“Ye’ll beg.”

“Ye’ll cry.”

“Ye’ll plead for the mercy ye never offered a frightened boy or his innocent little sister.”

A cold smile spread across my face.

“And ye’ll receive none.”

My voice echoed through the silent hall.

“Hell is comin’ for the Flynn name.” I pressed a hand against my chest. “And I am the man bringin’ it.”

Terror swept across the table.

Several relatives openly wept.

Others stared at me as though death itself had walked into the room.

It had.

“But first...”

I stepped closer to the head of the table until only a few feet separated me from my grandfather.

“I want one answer.” My voice cracked like thunder. “Where did ye bury Sarah?”

No one answered.

Rage exploded through me.