Chapter 50
‘WELL, f**k YOU, LEONARD,’ said Ryan as he held the letter out in front of him and stabbed his middle finger up in the air with a vigorous thrust.
Ryan put Leonard’s final letter down on the table in his studio. He was angry, steaming at Leonard’s insulting response and pissed off that his strategic planner had taken himself out of the game. Ryan was on his own, but that was fine. After all, he’d been the one to pull the trigger on the murders. He was the one who had the balls to kill the addicts, who so deserved their fate.
Ryan decided on impulse to do his next deed immediately. He would do it freestyle, with no planning. He flew out of his studio in a rage and rode through the darkness straight over to The Hoarder’s house. Again, he parked his bike a few houses down the st
