Paige’s POV
“Well, that would help a lot,” I snorted.
“I have been here for many years, longer than your precious twins even and I watched the original Brimwood killer in action,” he said sounding weirdly proud. “I was so sad to see that his work stopped after he had killed the twins who so rudely interrupted his work.”
“You’re sick, they didn't ruin a thing, they tried to stop more people from getting killed,” I said as I shook my head and earned myself a slap across the face.
His hand left a bruise on my now throbbing cheek.
“Hush now, I am telling a story here,” he sneered. “See no one knows his true identity besides me, not the twins nor the council and I happen to have met his one and only grandson who didn’t know anything about his grandfather's previous work before I told
