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His gaze lifted to her face. “Yeah. Pak heard about me. I’d shoved my way deep into theOtherworld.” It had taken months, but he’d tracked the bastard. “Pak offered me a job.” An outlet for the rage the guy had still seen brewing beneath Jude’s surface.
“Why’d you take the job?”
Huh. Again, not the question he’d thought she’d have. “Because the tiger’s always been fighting his leash and hunting satisfies him.”Me.
She didn’t speak. Was she afraid now? Did she think he was a twisted freak like that asshole after her?
A revenge kill. Yeah, not something nice and orderly. Not something the good guy was supposed to do. But he’d never told her he was good. There were dark places in him. So damn dark. That was why he was so good at his job. It was easy to hunt the sick freaks when you could think like them.
“Don’t be afraid of me.” The words were ripped from him. They came out as a demand, instead of the plea they should have been. “I swear, Erin, I’m not like the asshole out there. I would never,neverhurt you.”
More silence.
He turned away. Jumped from the bed. “I-I’ll—” What? What was he going to do? He couldn’t leave her, not with that prick out there. He couldn’t?—
“Why did you tell me this?”
His head jerked back toward her. She’d risen from the bed and was walking toward him. “Because I wanted only truth between us. You deserved to know.” She’d taken him into her body so sweetly. Given him so much.
Trust—he’d given it to her.
She knew his darkest secret now. His darkest shame.
The next move was hers.
She stopped in front of him. Her hand lifted and stroked his cheek. Then her arms wrapped around him, and she held him close.
And he held her tighter than he’d ever held anything in his life.
* * *
The bastard was in the motel with her. Touching her. Kissing her. Taking her.
Did Erin really think that cat would keep her safe?
Or was this to punish him? Was she angry with him? Hadn’t he shown her how much he cared for her? That he’d do anything for her?
Anything.
She’d gone to the Trent house. He knew it. She’d seen those kids.
Did she know what he’d done?For her.Always.
Maybe she’d wanted that kill for herself. Maybe that’s why she was with the hunter. She was angry?—
No, no, he couldn’t have that.
She had to understand that the kill had been forher.
He yanked out his phone. Punched in the numbers for 911. Yes, yes, this was the easiest route. They’d report his call, but they wouldn’t be able to trace him. Not with a disposable cell. He’d picked up hours before. He’d call then ditch the phone. He had others.
The call was answered on the second ring. “911. What is the nature of your emergency?”
“Tell Detective Benjamin Greer that he can find Donald Trent’s body buried in the woods behind Trent’s mother-in-law’s place.”
“What?Wh-who is this?”
He pressed the small button on the phone, ending the call.
