Chapter 273

　　"Burn in hell," I whispered to the bundle of blood-stained rags.

　　The cloth sat on the floor of my wardrobe.

　　It looked like a corpse.

　　The burnt book fragments poked through the torn linen.

　　If Ezekiel found this, he would kill me.

　　My fingers twitched.

　　I closed my eyes and forced my pulse...