“Please, arrest me. I’d rather go to jail than go back to that house…”

been shoved into a cage. With a guttural, animalistic roar that shook the room, Brad vaulted entirely across the heavy wooden plaintiff’s table, his massive hands outstretched, aiming his entire body weight directly for my throat.

Chapter 5: The Ashes of the Altar

Brad never made contact. He was tackled brutally mid-air by the two bailiffs. I heard the continue reading …