Chapter 124
Kine
“You’d regret this? Gary Fivillips, the police chief of Brookhaven, Dirgen, spies through clenched teeth.
1h my head, studying him through the eyeholes of my “Call of Duty‘ mask. He dangler from the wall, stripped down to nothing but bis underwear. Fale, flabby, weak–his chest heaves, raked with blood from the cuts I’ve carved into his chest.
“You know,” I drawl, my voice cold and mocking “for a police chief, your’d think you’d hu the gym once in a while”
I press the tip of the blade against his sternum, just enough for him to feel it. His pupils dilate, terror clouding his already broken expression. That’s what I’ve been waiting for. The fear. The desperation
Soon, he’ll be begging for his life, even though deep down, he already knows he won’t leave here alme. I’ve made that more than clear already
The blade glides lower, slow and precise, as I slice into him again. His skin splits easily, the blood welling up to head at the surface before trickling down. The sight stins something deep inside me—a dark, hungry satisfaction—but I push in down
“Look at you.” I munter, disgusted Sweat mingles with the dirt caking his skin, courtesy of the dich I drove him into during the hunt. He trembles under the dim garare lights, every shaky breath a prelude to the inevitable
Phillips grits his teeth, trying to muster some weak attempt at defiance. “I–I don’t know who you fuckers and the stammers, his voice shaking. “Hut
you won’t get away.”
I plunge the knife into his chest, silencing him mid–screence.
His scream rips through the room, a raw, primal sound that bounces off the concre walls. Music in my cars, is always, 1 prist the blade slowly, savoring the wet squelch of flesh tearing beneath the pressere.
“That’s IC” 1 murmur, my volo low grow. “Scream for me.”
His body jerks uncontrollably, and I relish every spasm. The shoulder Philips shiny shon grazed earlier burns like hell, but the pain’s a dull schisper compared to the adrenaline rearing through me.
This bastard deserves everything I’m giving him.
It’s been a few days since Alyssa told us about him–how he took a bribe instead of her from base. The rage hasn’t left me since, neisting and turning inside me. I’ve barely been able to sleep, even when my sweet kitten begs me to lie beside her
But tonight Tonight, I’ll sleep like a goddamn baby,
“No one’s gonna miss you! My voice is venomous, disored by the mask. “Your wife’s probably relieved you
won’t make it home tonight. After all, you bear the shit out of her, don’t you?” I slowly sili my head, watching the panic flood his face. “That’s your thing, right? Haming women who can’t fight back? is that why you sent the ones who run from their abusers right bark so thrns? Is that what pets you off. Gary!”
I pull the knife free, only to plunge it into a new spot, lower this time, closer to his gut. He screams louder now, and I chuckle darkly. “How does in feel to be helpless! To know no one will come to save you!”
I’m preparing for another strike when Gray’s hand clamps down on my good shoulder, his grip firm but not forceful. His tone cuts through the hase of my rape.
“Stop,” he says evenly, but there’s an edge to it—like a leash being yanked. “He won’t be any good to us dead”
Lexhale slowly forcing my boiling fury to simmer just beneath the surface. He’s right—we need answers first, or every part of me is screaming to fish the job now, to make sure the son of a bitch never harms unother woman again,
to die a slow, moramus death.
He deserves to die a sluse, tor
And I deliver it by the end of the sight. –
I drop the bloodied knife onto the tray beside me with a dull clarig and barn, heading soward where Mason lingers in the shadows.
My
scrape against the concrete floor as I slump into a chair, the weight of my adrenaline crails starting to set in. The burn in my shoulder flares hot and intense, but I force reyself to ignore it
Mason leans against the wall, his arms crossed, his eyes meeting mine behind his white mask, “She’s gonna lose her mind when she sees that,” he mutters, jerking his chin towards my shoulder
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1 roll my shoulder, grunting, “I knone”
Hat dhe îl understand. If there’s one thing I know about – girl is duit sie gets ine,
She knows I protect what’s mine. And after what she told us, there was no way I wasn’t going
e after this motherfucker.
Mason sighs, pulling a small case from his jacket packet. “Better get i serapped up,” he says, flicking it open. The strong scent of antiseptics fills air as he slips on a pair of gloves, carefully helping me lift my hoe
You don’t have in do this.” I mutiri. Tve got it.”
This isn’t the first time he’s patched me up but now that we ‘ne with Alyssa–sering each other naked and sleeping in the same bed every night………. can’t fucking explain it, bun it feels different somehow.
“Uknow,” he replies, but doesn’t stop. He peels off my shirt, the blood–soaked fabric sticking to my skin.
My jaw tightens as he rinses the wound with cold water from a boude, then cleans and dresses it. His movements are quick but precise, and I can’t do anything but sat here and watch
The harsh echo of Gray’s voice snaps my attention to the other side of the garage. Phillips hangs there, shaking, his face pale beneath all the blood
Gray stands in front of him, his devil mask obscuring his expression, but I can feel the rage radiating from ban.
I watch him like a proud uncle, I’m not sure if it was just because he needed to escape his wife or he’s really trying on step back into his role as Alyssa’s big brother, but I was surprised when he wanted to tag along tonight.
He never gets his hands dirty anymore, but I have a feeling he will tonight.
“I’m only going to ask you this once.” Gray says, his voice carrying a calit malice that makes the air feel heavier. “And if I were you, I wouldn’t fucking lie to me. Who was everyone working on the bich precinct the day you took Isuse Guter’s bribe?”
Phillips‘ face twists in a mix of fear and recognition. “Seriously? This is about some shit that happened over two years ago What’s the girl to you? You the one fucking her now?”
The words barely leave his mouth before Gray grabs a lummer from the table. Without hesitation, he swings, the blint inspact landing squarely in Phillips‘ crotch.
The howl of pain that follows is visceral, making both Mason and me wince in unison.
“Damn” Mason muliers, shaking his head. “That’s gotta hart”
Gray doesn’t flinch. “Not the answer I was looking for. Try again!
Phillips wheezes his face contorting with agony as he forces out a broken longli, “What do you want me to do list then? So you can go after my people! Do this sick shit to all of them, too?” He spits blood and glares at us. “Fuck you!”
Gray tilts his hrad, tapping the hammer against his palm like he’s considering his next move. Then, without a word, he swings agaits, hander.
Phillips scream echoes through the garage, and I smirk beneath my mask.
I’ve definitely taught him a thing or two.
“Is having your dick crushed a kink of yours too!” Gray sneers. “Sauce you don’t seem ton affected by what I’m doing, why don’t I invite my enforcer
Phillips eyes widen in panic, his voice cracking as he pleads. “Not Reep that sick fuck away from me!““
It sounds more like a command than a plea, which makes me chuckle with dark anement.
Does this asshole really think he’s in any position to make demando
Pushing off the chair, I stride over, grabbing the lammer from Gray’s hand. He looks at me sternly. “Get him tur talk, but don’t kill him. Not tonight. I have something else in mind”
“Sounds like a plan, prez.”
Cracking my neck from side to side, I turn my attention hack in Phillips. The lummer is a solid weight in my hand, an the shadow of my presence loom over him.
ake a step closer, letting
Phillipa whimpers, his eyes darting between the hammer and my masked face. “What are you going to do with that thing, you freak!”
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I lean in my voice dropping to a venomous whisper. “Don’t worry. We’ve got all night to play. You laughed when she begged for help. Now it’s our turn to laugh while you scream like the line bitch you are”
