Demolition Before the Bloom

moved.

The engines roared to life.

The massive tires gripped the torn earth.

We drove away, leaving him behind in the dust, the blood, and the silence.

The End.

Elena moved through the estate with a new, unsettling clarity, every room rearranging the story she’d been forced to believe. The Carmichael grandeur, once intimidating, now looked like an elaborate continue reading …