Chapter 5

Burning in Madness Chapter 05 

“Cut his hand off?” 

A sharp scoff broke the dead silence. 

I didn’t spare Arthur’s blood–drenched hand a second glance. Pushing off the sofa, I marched straight for Julian. The photographer was shaking like a leaf. I grabbed him by the 

collar. 

“The lighting in here is ruined,” I snapped. “Grab your 

We’re moving to the master bedroom.”