Chapter 18
Lecter approached that particular morning with a very wary mindset and he just didn’t understand why.

It was probably was because his ex-wife chose to bring about a spectacle surrounding them, putting him in a spotlight he obviously didn’t want.

Maybe because he also dreamt about life with Venita before their unfortunate separation, something he had given his all to bury for all eternity.

Well, either way, he didn’t sleep well and he wasn’t in the least happy about it.

That morning, during breakfast a servant spilled hot coffee on his white collared shirt, nearly burning him. Frustrated, he banged his hands on the table.

“Can I just have a fucking break?” He hated bad days as they had possibilities of more horrible things happening throughout the day. Right now, he just didn’t want that.

“Sorry,” The servant apologized frantically, stuttering. He shut his eyes, placing his thumb and his index finger on the bridge of his nose, taking a deep breath.

After managing to gather his em
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