Chapter 121: Ironclad Evidence

While Alex Hayde was still second-guessing everything, a gleaming blade plunged into the quilt. Blood welled up, bright and slick. He felt it as if it were his own blood surging out. There was no sound from under the covers. The lovely Hailey lay there, naked as the day she was born, showing no sign of pain. "Alex Hayde, I want you dead!" Nichel snarled. Shnk, shnk, shnk. The shameless Nichel went at it again and again. With every thrust Alex felt as if the knife were punching straight into his...