Chapter 072

"I need you to answer me when I ask you a question. That is the only way for this to work. Do you understand?" Tyler leans forward. His eyes have a crazed glint to them in the dark that scares me out of my senses, I will do anything he asks. Just to avoid his wrath. I nod frantically. He shakes his head at me disappointedly.

Somehow, I understand what he is asking of me, so I open my mouth and say, "Yes, I understand. I am sorry."

He raises an amused brow at me, and I add again, "No, I don't know what kind of person Linc was before my mother married him." I say.

He leans back in his chair, a twisted pleased look on his face. I feel nauseated.

"He was a piece of shit. An asshole. He belonged to this group of friends who got off on being wild reckless idiots. Rich spoilt kids who got away with anything and everything. Late night parties. Getting high. Alcohol. Hard drugs. Women. The whole thing." Tyler folds his hands over his chest. He looks normal for a second, and the lapse in hi