Chapter 13
Dylan slammed his father against the condo wall, pressing his arm into his father’s throat. A twinge of satisfaction surfaced in his gut. It wouldn’t take much to keep oxygen from entering his father’s lungs. What a slow death suffocation would be. And his father deserved nothing less.
“I would have settled for a hug, son.” Nate choked, doing his best to wriggle from Dylan’s grasp.
“If I could hug you to death, I would have. Since that’s impossible, I’ll just choke the piss out of you.”
“Do what you have to do, Dylan.”
The response snapped Dylan back to reality. His father would be a perfect martyr. He’d go to his death willingly, knowing Dylan would go to prison and Heaven would be out of his life. Sick bastard.
“You’d like for me to kill you. You’d do anything to keep me
