Chapter 290

He’d always enjoyed the A.A. Abernathy books he’d read, but this one was…different. Different in a good way. There was more depth to it, more intrigue, a more complicated plot. He didn’t think it was as scary, but what it lacked in horror it made up for in twists and turns. A claw in his leg reminded him that he had to feed the cat and probably eat something himself. Reluctantly he bookmarked his spot and rose, only just realising it had grown dark and he hadn’t turned any lights on. He kicked his toe on the corner of the couch as his eyes adjusted to the darkness and then he squinted them shut as he switched on a light. He fumbled around in the kitchen, putting out some food for Sebastian and then making himself a quick sandwich, something he could eat one-handed and read at the same time. The cat was happy, Mason walked back over to his seat and resumed his position, picking up his e-reader and picking up the story where he left off. He kept reading until his eyes got gritty and then