with her hands up.
“Now!” His Beretta muzzle grafted to me.
Girlfriend raised her gun too, but she left that other hand on hip in a casual, we-can-both-fuck-you-up way. If she fired, she’d likely hurt her teensy wrist.
“Now!” he screamed again. “Do it now!”
“Ooo, Greebo. Love it when you’re mad.”
I bent one knee as if about to obey.
He twitched a grin in her direction. “You ain’t seen nothing, yet, baby. This slow-as-fuck cocksucker just made me decide to get her to suck my cock.” He nodded at Kiara, his grin widening. I’d paused in movement. “Still slow! Do it, you fucker!”
I pretended I was confused, though at most it would give me a few seconds. Then I didn’t care anymore.
Things clicked .
I had her sidestep nearer to the car, kink the gun around to aim at him with a slight upward angle. I didn’t want blood on the car or us. She fired. Boom and brains blew out spray-splattering the shrubs and the road surface with liquid gobbets. Color – red.
He flatlined to the road, puddling and bleeding.
Kiara screamed. The girl mugger screamed and clutched her wrist. Knew it.
Though she sobbed, I had the girl walk into the bushes. Once she was knee-deep in plants, she raised the gun, put the muzzle to her mouth, and slid it in. Cross-eyed, she fixated on the gun.
The hate inside her...I couldn’t let her live, even if I could stop her telling. Possibilities of doom ratcheted past – she mightn’t keep her mouth shut; forensics, if fresh, might find something. What though? Didn’t have time to figure that. Needed to get this done before someone else arrived. Their car was here too. Leave it. Leave it and don’t touch a thing .
Number one future possibility, the one that spun in circles in my thoughts, was her finding Kiara and killing her. That wouldn’t be right.
It would be disastrous.
Kiara turned her head and looked at me, eyes wide with fear and disbelief.
I sent the command.
Chapter 15
Kiara
I could see in his eyes that he meant to follow through.
My nooo came at the same instant as the gunshot and I turned to see her falling, straight down, as if her knees had been severed. She vanished into the bushes. Gone, bar for the spray of blood spattering down like rain. Then there was him, the man, heaped on the road with a pool of red surrounding what was left of his skull.
“You didn’t have to.” I gulped.
“I did. You didn’t see in her mind.”
Fuck no, I didn’t. Funny that. I shut my eyes, climbing to my feet by feel with my hand on the car. He’d killed two people so easily. And her? I understood having to kill the man but her? She’d been an ugly fool but she didn’t have to die.
“She didn’t have to die.” Like, if I repeated it enough, maybe she might resurrect from the bushes.
It wasn’t her hate-filled mind, it was Wolfe. He hadn’t wanted us discovered.
“Get in the car.”
Wolfe’s hand on my elbow made me flinch and I shook him off.
“In.”
This time it was a compulsion and I mounted the step and hoisted myself in despite my shaking hands and legs.
He climbed in the other side, started the engine, and we rolled forward.
“You’re not...” I blinked and looked over. “Not hiding them.”
“Best to make it look like it was just them. She killed him, then herself. Less fuss that way.”
“Uh-huh.” Whatever was out there, past the windshield, I didn’t see it for a while.
Just seen two people die. I mean...I’d seen death many times, but this was different. Making someone else die just because you could and it was convenient? Jesus.
My knees were all strangely squished-in from kneeling on the road. That was the sum total of my injuries. I ran my fingers over my right knee, remembering how cold it was outside. I’d need jeans up here. Sweaters. Though my goosebumps and shivering wasn’t just from the weather.
“They would’ve shot us, or done worse to you.”
“What?” I mumbled. He glanced at me then went
“Now!” His Beretta muzzle grafted to me.
Girlfriend raised her gun too, but she left that other hand on hip in a casual, we-can-both-fuck-you-up way. If she fired, she’d likely hurt her teensy wrist.
“Now!” he screamed again. “Do it now!”
“Ooo, Greebo. Love it when you’re mad.”
I bent one knee as if about to obey.
He twitched a grin in her direction. “You ain’t seen nothing, yet, baby. This slow-as-fuck cocksucker just made me decide to get her to suck my cock.” He nodded at Kiara, his grin widening. I’d paused in movement. “Still slow! Do it, you fucker!”
I pretended I was confused, though at most it would give me a few seconds. Then I didn’t care anymore.
Things clicked .
I had her sidestep nearer to the car, kink the gun around to aim at him with a slight upward angle. I didn’t want blood on the car or us. She fired. Boom and brains blew out spray-splattering the shrubs and the road surface with liquid gobbets. Color – red.
He flatlined to the road, puddling and bleeding.
Kiara screamed. The girl mugger screamed and clutched her wrist. Knew it.
Though she sobbed, I had the girl walk into the bushes. Once she was knee-deep in plants, she raised the gun, put the muzzle to her mouth, and slid it in. Cross-eyed, she fixated on the gun.
The hate inside her...I couldn’t let her live, even if I could stop her telling. Possibilities of doom ratcheted past – she mightn’t keep her mouth shut; forensics, if fresh, might find something. What though? Didn’t have time to figure that. Needed to get this done before someone else arrived. Their car was here too. Leave it. Leave it and don’t touch a thing .
Number one future possibility, the one that spun in circles in my thoughts, was her finding Kiara and killing her. That wouldn’t be right.
It would be disastrous.
Kiara turned her head and looked at me, eyes wide with fear and disbelief.
I sent the command.
Chapter 15
Kiara
I could see in his eyes that he meant to follow through.
My nooo came at the same instant as the gunshot and I turned to see her falling, straight down, as if her knees had been severed. She vanished into the bushes. Gone, bar for the spray of blood spattering down like rain. Then there was him, the man, heaped on the road with a pool of red surrounding what was left of his skull.
“You didn’t have to.” I gulped.
“I did. You didn’t see in her mind.”
Fuck no, I didn’t. Funny that. I shut my eyes, climbing to my feet by feel with my hand on the car. He’d killed two people so easily. And her? I understood having to kill the man but her? She’d been an ugly fool but she didn’t have to die.
“She didn’t have to die.” Like, if I repeated it enough, maybe she might resurrect from the bushes.
It wasn’t her hate-filled mind, it was Wolfe. He hadn’t wanted us discovered.
“Get in the car.”
Wolfe’s hand on my elbow made me flinch and I shook him off.
“In.”
This time it was a compulsion and I mounted the step and hoisted myself in despite my shaking hands and legs.
He climbed in the other side, started the engine, and we rolled forward.
“You’re not...” I blinked and looked over. “Not hiding them.”
“Best to make it look like it was just them. She killed him, then herself. Less fuss that way.”
“Uh-huh.” Whatever was out there, past the windshield, I didn’t see it for a while.
Just seen two people die. I mean...I’d seen death many times, but this was different. Making someone else die just because you could and it was convenient? Jesus.
My knees were all strangely squished-in from kneeling on the road. That was the sum total of my injuries. I ran my fingers over my right knee, remembering how cold it was outside. I’d need jeans up here. Sweaters. Though my goosebumps and shivering wasn’t just from the weather.
“They would’ve shot us, or done worse to you.”
“What?” I mumbled. He glanced at me then went
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