The Brother in the Basement

Summary

Married to my husband, Mark, for six years, I’ve never been able to get pregnant. Turns out, he has a low sperm count.

Luckily, Mark has an older brother, Lucas, who refuses to marry but can still carry on the family bloodline.

One night while I was working late, Mark called me frantically.

"Honey, come home! Lucas is dead!"

I rushed home, only to have my phone confiscated by Mark and my mother-in-law, Susan. They locked me in the basement.

Lucas was lying on the floor, covered only by a towel across his midsection, which tented up suspiciously.