Chapter 92 Xix
- Sasha
- The sound of the lock engaging forced me against the sharp edge of a desk, the pain biting. I would show no fear.
- August walked in, looking entirely different than he had earlier in the day. His casual stone-washed jeans and simple polo shirt were a direct contrast to the man. They made him seem boyish, almost normal. There was nothing normal about the monster in any manner.