Silence pressed in from all sides, bearing down like a dark cloak.
It was refreshing, after nineteen years of listening to inane chatter and dull conversations. Pale jade eyes drifted from first one figure slumped over the dish of stroganoff to the other, gratified when the gurgles and groans died away, taking their pulses with them. He propped an elbow on the table, cradling his chin in his hand as he contemplated what to do next.
Well damn, now he was bored again. Maybe he should have drawn this out a bit longer.
The poison had taken a month to develop, and it hadn't been all that difficult, really, once he had secured the proper ingredients through the magic of the internet. His pride and joy was the fact that it would gradually fade from the victims' systems, leaving only a faint trace that would take a far better coroner than the one the local police department hired to detect.
Elias's gaze drifted to his foster mother's stricken face, still bearing the shocked expression she had