I grabbed an axe from the corner, ignoring the old butler’s frantic protests and brought it down hard on the lock of the cage.
Once the chain snapped, I rushed in, scooped Enid into my arms and held her tight.
Then I turned back. I wasn’t done. Raising the axe once more, I aimed it at the snarling dog.
“Ma’am, please! Don’t be reckless!” the butler begged. “That’s the madam’s favorite dog—Mr. Milford gave it to her himself! If you hurt it, she’ll be furious—and the master too!”
Oh? So Milford gave Malissa a dog... to mangle his own daughter?
I didn’t even spare it a glance. As the beast lunged, I met it head-on—and with one clean, furious swing, I severed its head.
Still not satisfied, I turned to the cage that had imprisoned my child… and hacked it to splinters.
Milford came rushing in at the sound of the chaos—only to start scolding me the second he opened his mouth.
“Lori, you just got back and you’re already making a scene? Do you want the guests outside to start asking questions?
"You scared Eddy half to death! He’s crying his eyes out and Lisa’s been running around all day. Now she has to calm him down too? Can’t you just stop causing trouble?”