The Fatal Affair: Betrayal

I continued to look until the smoke cleared. Laying there in a pool of blood was a decapitated Jarrod. I exhaled a sigh, lowering my weapon. The room became open once more. I saw Leonard leaning against the door frame; he looked at the bodies that littered the floor, then at me. “It’s over, isn’t it? Our nightmares are over. We’re finally free.” I looked at Jarrod’s body. “It is.”