He walked back toward the warden. Hyde didn’t usually follow the criminals to their cells after conviction, but this time, he’d made an exception.

A man who should’ve had it all now had nothing.

One more killer off the streets. More victims buried in the ground. Not a fair score sheet. Not even close.

Not yet. But, God willing, soon.

We’ll stop them.

Because he’d made a promise a long time ago. A promise to a girl that he hadn’t seen in over thirty years.

The sunlight hit him when he walked out of the prison. So hot and clear. Hyde stopped just outside and pulled out his wallet. He glanced down and stared at the grainy photo.

Some promises time broke. Other promises, the soul kept.

I won’t give up.

His daughter had been missing for so long, but one day, dammit, one day, he’d find the man who’d taken her away. And Hyde would make sure that the bastard paid.

Because he’d be damned if he let the monsters win.

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