Chapter 21 - THE DEEPER DARKNESS
David stumbled out of the prison facility, the icy winter air hitting his face like a physical slap as he reached his car.
He sat in the driver's seat, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned completely white.
The horror of Chloe’s revelation echoed in his mind, threatening to destroy whatever remaining sanity he possessed.
He drove at high speed back to the Connecticut estate, pulling up to the house with screeching tires on the gravel driveway.
He burst through the front door, finding Margaret in the study, reading old leather-bound books by the fireplace.
"Mom! Did Dad kill Aunt Evelyn thirty years ago?!" David demanded, his voice echoing loudly off the wooden bookshelves.
Margaret slowly closed the leather book in her lap, looking up at her son with a sad, heavy expression.
"Evelyn died in a car accident on the icy mountain roads near Aspen in 1995, David," Margaret answered softly.
"Was it an accident, Mom?! Tell me the absolute truth right now!" David shouted, tears of frustration welling in his eyes.
Margaret stood up, walking to the window and staring out at the snow-covered garden where her children used to play.
"Your father was in Aspen the night her brakes failed, David," Margaret admitted, her voice trembling slightly for the first time.
"He came home covered in grease and mud, and he made me promise never to speak his brother's name again," she added.
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David fell into a leather armchair, burying his face in his hands as the realization of his father's true nature crushed his soul.
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