"In the stillness of the room, the only sound came from the flies. The buzzing as their wings beat frantically. He wasn't actually a man anymore. Not if you defined a man as a living, breathing, sentient being. By now he was reduced to a food source, a haven for insects and maggots." Page 1, The Hidden Child by Camilla Läckberg.
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