Chapter 1
Mason Menard, War Criminal, was dead. He had given the ultimate answer for his deeds. And Joshua Ingallson, leader of the Bibliophiles, had been left to clean up the body and bury it. Menard’s wide, uncomprehending eyes were fixated on Joshua.
Joshua Ingallson had lost a person dear to this despicable man. Joshua’s eyes scanned him. He had no compassion for him. The things Menard had done to those children…..! Joshua turned away. He could feel Mason’s blank stare on his back, begging, pleading for help, any help. As Joshua paced around the corpse, wracked by sorrow for his loved one, he seemed to hear a whispering voice issue from the broken body. “Water, sir, please, sir, for all that is good, please give a chap some water!” Joshua screamed out at the sky, the buildings, the trash in the alley, and most of all, Mason Menard. “No! You are a filthy murder! Lowering my head, Joshua fell to his knees. “My baby sister! You killed her!” She was only ten…. “I will never help you!” “ Water! Please, water!” Rushing through the burial process, Joshua ignored the whimpers for “Water, water!” Joshua left Menard, buried in a coffin far below ground. But Mason Menard’s plea did not leave Joshua.
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