Chapter 27Oliver closed his eyes. This couldn’t be happening. Greg had been an angel of mercy at Allen’s passing. He’d entertained Norah with stories of worms from his travels to India. He’d help with Heddie’s rescue and seemed genuinely concerned with all the troubles around Oliver and Norah. This had to be a hallucination brought on by those awful painkillers. This couldn’t be happening.
But the pain in Oliver’s chest that tore through his lungs was quite real.
Greg pulled the mask back down, locked his gaze on Oliver. “Greg doesn’t need to be a part of this, does he? He’s so weak. It’s time for the monster to play.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Are you a hunter? Have you ever been out there, enjoying the pursuit, the stealthy attack? For ten years, I kept the monster controlled, but t
