Chapter 25-1
They were his favourite weapon.
He said it felt...intimate. He liked the way he could find pleasure out of the very object that caused Marley's mother pain. Marley and Jacobi weren't supposed to hear those words from him, but it was a late night, and they had found themselves locked in the coat closet by the front door.
It was one of their father's poker nights, and the siblings made the mistake of going downstairs for dinner while he and his friends smoked on the back patio pre-game. They hadn't eaten. They should've gone to bed hungry.
When the door slammed open they knew they didn't have time to run to the stairs — the landing was in perfect view of the patio doors — so Jacobi grabbed Marley by the back of her shirt and dragged them into the shoe closet. In retrospect, it was the worst decision they could've made.