CHAPTER 64
The Boogeyman sat in his dimly lit study, his fingers drumming rhythmically on the armrest of his leather chair. His eyes were dark, brooding with anger as he replayed the events over and over in his mind. Mrs. Allen. She had crossed the line, and this time, there was no going back. She had done the unthinkable to Laura, and the mere thought of it made his blood boil.
He could feel the rage simmering under his skin, threatening to bubble over. Laura had been through enough. She had suffered and struggled, and still, she endured. But Mrs. Allen had taken things too far. It wasn't just about Laura anymore; it was about the principle. The audacity. The blatant disregard for someone else's pain. The Boogeyman knew he had to act, and he needed to act now.
His mind was already work
