THE CALIBRATION OF A MONSTER

(METHARAJ) RAJ'S POV (Age 27, Year 1990)

My father’s office was a mausoleum, dark paneled walls filled with his sins bound in leather, all of it drinking the light from the room. I could barely breathe the air: thick with a cloying pastiche of old money, spilled whiskey, and the sweet, sickly s...

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