The Titan's Release (Heinous Crimes Unit Book 8) by Daniel Scott

Author:Daniel Scott [Scott, Daniel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Marlowe & Vane
Published: 2023-06-16T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Christian only understood a few things. Much of the world he now inhabited couldn’t be trusted, being ever-changing and as stable as smoke.

Christian knew he’d entered a shared psychosis. The technical name for it was French: folie à deux. The phrase meant “folly of two,” or if you wanted to be darker, madness shared by two. That type of thing almost always happened when two people were isolated, often using drugs, and one person’s psychosis infected the other, which then reinforced the first, and a vicious cycle began.

Christian had entered into Brian’s madness with only slight isolation and no drug usage. It had happened because of who he was and how his mind worked. His ability to empathize and actually feel what someone else had felt led him here.

He’d seen the dead family, the same as his captor. He’d witnessed the burned bodies, the ashes flaking off their dead skin like horrific snowflakes. He’d even seen the dead sister Bonnie. Her skull was missing a huge chunk, and Christian had seen her ruined brain inside like scrambled eggs on a platter.

They’d walked around his chair, not looking at him but staring at Brian.

They’d spoken to their lost family member, and Christian had heard them.

“Kill her.”

“Do it.”

“Do it now.”

Their words were sharp, edged like knives, and Christian had closed his eyes, hoping that it would all disappear.

He still heard them with his eyes closed.

“Doit,” The words came so fast they sounded like one.

Brian had done it. He’d taken from her face what made it human, leaving little more than a skull with flesh hanging from it. He’d kept her mouth tightly taped, and her screams had been muffled.

That was the first thing Christian knew.

The second was that he had to kill the man.

The rampage wouldn’t stop until Brian Dollie was dead or captured, and the FBI didn’t seem to be anywhere near capturing anyone. Dollie was possessed by something beyond this physical world, something of the mind, and it would propel him until it was stopped. Regardless of what had happened to him as a child, he had to die and soon.

Christian was in his mansion, or rather, the wing he had voluntarily entered. The rest of his creation had been stolen again, but he didn’t know by who this time. Luke was still locked up.

He was in a large library like the one he’d first seen when the room had referenced two poets instead of one. The dead family was here with him. They stood off in the distance, shoulder to shoulder, against the far wall. They didn’t speak to him, and he was glad of it.

They’d been here when he arrived, back when Chris had told him his options, but he hadn’t understood what they’d meant. He’d only had a hunch.

This library was different from the other one. It was old the way Rome was. Everything here was made of wood, and the smell of ancient pages filled his nose. Books lined every wall from top to bottom, and the ceiling was a hundred feet in the air.

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