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The red tide roared as it tried to rise again.

No.

I reached for something good and sacred.

Her skin was so soft as I touched her.

Zara sighed as I licked along the crease where ass meets thigh.

She arched her back to lift her ass as I nuzzled into her cunt. She was still so wonderfully wet. I breathed her in until she was all I could think of, all I could smell, and all I wanted to taste.

She was enough to save me.

I licked her, a slow lapping of my tongue as I fucked her.

Sucked her.

She screamed again, this time in pleasure.

While her orgasm buckled her legs.

While the straitjacket held her.

While I squeezed the knife, my blood dripped on the floor.

CHAPTER34

Chester

I checkedand rechecked the meaning of the wall graffiti Zara had texted me.

No mistake. I had to refer to the linguistic roots of several ancient languages—Latin, Greek, Egyptian—and it meant, even allowing for small nuances,Welcome My Killer. Or Hello, My Killer.

Either one screamedI know who you are.

Zara had figured out I’d killed her friends...or friend at least. How?

I shook my head, pushed away from my desk and began to pace the room.

Did it matter? No. What mattered more was why she taunted me and didn’t simply call the police. Perhaps whatever she’d dug up implicated me enough to satisfy her but not enough for the cops to believe her?

That must be it.

I halted, staring upward at the row of small rectangular windows that ran just below the ceiling—armored glass and too small for intruders to enter, of course. Grimy, since I didn’t bother cleaning them. Nothing much out there except the deserted quadrangle at the center of this rundown apartment block. Straggly plants, old bricks, dead grass, dead concrete. Ants...and one dead body buried a long way down.

Damien could stay there for now.

What could I do? Moving on was anathema. Ilikedwhere I lived. Loved it really. Two tenants who were too old to notice if a battalion of ninjas invaded, tons of extra space if I wanted to expand. My computers were hooked up just how I wanted. My back rooms were ready for anything I wished to do with them. At times, I’d wondered about bringing in someone and keeping them, but no. No. Wasn’t me.

If they came for me, I’d get them. I’d not stand for nonsense, even if this Val were some decommissioned CIA guy. Fuck. I had time to rig up traps.

Tons of time.

If worst came to worst, they’d go out in a blaze of glory, with me and the entire apartment building.

Fuck the whole world.

If I’d been able to get hold of a nuke...wow. My eyes felt as if they’d lit up.

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