THE MONSTER UNMASKED
Victor Green had spent fifteen years believing he was untouchable.
That illusion died at eight o'clock the following morning.
The knock on his front door was loud.
Authoritative.
Final.
Victor immediately knew.
The authorities.
His hands began trembling.
For the first time in decades.
Another knock followed.
Harder this time.
"Mr. Victor Green."
A voice echoed through the house.
"We have a warrant."
The words hit like a gunshot.
Victor closed his eyes.
Because deep down...
He had known this moment was coming.
Across town, Anthony was helping Damien tie a necktie.
Or at least trying to.
The little boy refused to cooperate.
"This is oppression."
Anthony laughed.
"What?"
"The tie."
Damien poin
