Clayton's plan

The heavy iron door creaked open. I did not expect any visitors today. It was my half brother together with Vlad, the leader of the Rogues. To what I owe the pleasure of an unprecedented visit, I did nit fully understand. And just when I thought that my little hell could not fit any more evil creature, a tiny woman slithered in. I do not recognize her, but seeing that she was clinging into Vlad’s arm like a viper, my instincts tell me that she was with them, not forced or coerced. The child was no more older than my Max. This girl should not even be here.

“This place stinks, oh, is this who I think he is?” The girl sounded giddy and very young.

“Yes, Hesther.The famed Constantine Clayton Black.” Vlad confirmed.

So, her name is Hester.

This was the first time that Vlad allowed my cell to be opened and for other ‘guests’ inside. He would normally have me dragged outside whenever he fancies beating me up. But , over the years , they also had developed a way with me. They would starv