Chapter 200
- Rex's POV
- "Son, your friend at the door, your guest. Isn't he coming in?" My mother asked, looking at me with a smile as she tried in vain to keep an eye at the television.
- I swallowed hard. How could I tell her that the friend had never made it? That his head had been cut off and was in a special box I had hidden in order not to scare her.