“Do you know how I repay you for all that nurturing you did, Dad? All your rules? All the cleaning?” I grab his face in my hand, squeezing his jaw between my fingers. “I kill men who are just like you. Sad. Pathetic. Weak-minded scum. I outsmart them, overpower them, I butcher them. Every single time I watch the light drain from their eyes, it’s always you on the table. When I skin them, remove their organs, it is always you dying at my hand.”
