Page 74 of Steel Promise


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“Carlo, put a gun to Barry’s head, please.”

“Oh, shit, what the fuck, man?” Barry’s hands are up and his back is pressed against the wall. His face goes white. “Please, please don’t, I’ve been helping?—”

I step forward, staring at Melissa. She looks back, her pretty eyes wide, her lips parted. She’s afraid now. “He warned you about us,” I say, gripping my weapon hard. “Where is he?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Carlo, kill Barry.”

“Wait!” Barry says, groaning in terror. “No, please!”

“Stop.” Melissa’s hands fly up into the air, waving like she can hold the bullet back.

“Carlo, hold off.”

“Don’t be a fucking tease, bro,” Carlo mutters, grinning savagely.

I step closer to Melissa. Tears stream down her face. Her arms are hugging her body tightly and she’s trembling in terror.

“Last chance to save his life. First, Barry dies. Then, if you still won’t talk, you die, because what use are you to us? You’re just a liability. We’ll kill you and go scour this place until we find Finn on our own. Or you can save both your lives by talking now.”

“I can’t. I love him.”

“Carlo, do it.”

“Fuck, no, please.” He stares at me, looking like a cow aware of the upcoming slaughter. “I thought you married my cousin. What about Molly? Wait—” Barry’s strangled plea gets cut off by an ear-splitting explosion as the poor idiot’s brains get splattered all over the wall.

Melissa screams. God, this shit is always so fucking loud. I watch her collapse onto the floor and glance at Carlo. He nudges Barry’s corpse with his foot, just to be sure.

“One down,” he says and turns to me, his face screwed up in confusion. “Who the hell is Molly? What was he talking about?”

“Later,” I say through my teeth. Fucking Barry, screwed me in the end. “I’ll tell you everything later, alright?”

“You didn’t do something stupid, did you, bro?”

“Later.”

Carlo lets it drop, but he’s not going to let this go.

I crouch in front of the girl. She flinches back when I force her to look at me.

“Melissa. What room?”

“I love him,” she whimpers. “I love him.”

“He made this choice. It isn’t your fault he’s involved in all this. Save yourself. Don’t waste your life on a guy like Finn. What room?”

She sobs hard and collapses into herself. “Four Sixteen.”

“Thank you.” I stand and step back. “And sorry.”

She looks up and has only a moment to register what I’m doing before I put a bullet in her head. Blood splatters across the ice machine and the wall and she slumps down in the fetal position, twitching a couple times before going still.

Carlo lets out a long breath. “What a waste.”

“She was a liability either way.”

“Oh, I know, I was going to do it myself. But still, what a waste.”

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