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Chapter 52 Old Spot

Author: Skyrainbow
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-24 15:54:12

Outside the church, the rain continued to lash the brick walls.

Dominic pulled the knife from his boot. The blade was cold and flat. He didn't look at the wound; he only looked at the steel.

"You’re doing it here?" Lina asked. Her hands were still pressing the blood-soaked cotton into his shoulder.

"I have to. It’s poison as long as it’s in the bone."

He didn't ask for a rag to bite. He just shifted his weight and pushed the point of the knife into the red hole. He made a sound—a short, dry gru
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