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I stared at him, wondering how long it would take for the fire to burn him alive. If he would feel the pain of it, or if he would pass out beforehand.
"You cunt!" he screamed, "get me out of here!" His voice was hysterical and manic.
"Okay."
He faltered, the confusion in his face clear, lit up by the orange spreading towards him. "Really?"
“I’ll free you,” I said. "But throw your gun away first."
He did as I asked, and I straightened, satisfaction filling me.
Finally, I understood.
Power was addictive.
I took another step backwards, and his expression morphed into rage. "You said you'd help me."
"I didn't say that," I corrected him, "I said I would free you." I nodded my head towards the shadows coming towards us. "But I didn’t say I would help you. In fact, your night is just starting, Saul. I’m not your only enemy, and your blood is due them, too.”
But, just then, my smile faded at who—and what—emerged from the darkness.
* * *
Instead of who I expected, Lux stepped into view. And she was holding a gun—pointing it at me.
“Lux!” I said, surprised.
“Step away from him,” she said, her voice serious.
“Lux, what are you?—”
“Do it,” she demanded. “Put your hands up so I can see them.”
I took a few steps away, doing as she asked, at a loss for words. Was she actually saving him?
“I told you,” she said as she came towards us. “I warned you. Don’t trust anyone.”
It was then that the truth truly sunk in.
She was going to help him. Betray me, to save him.
“I tried to get you out,” she shook her head. “You turned me down. You should’ve known better.”
“Just get me the fuck out of here!” Saul screamed, his voice frantic. His face was red from the heat, sweat dripping down it. He was furiously tugging on his seat belt. “Cut me out!’
“Lux,” I started. “You can’t do this. He deserves it!”
“Stay away,” she said, her gun still pointed in my direction but she was pulling a knife from her pocket, struggling to open the blade.
“Lux,” I begged. “You can’t?—”
“You have no idea what I can! This wouldn’t even be the worst I’ve ever done!” She leaned down, leery of the spreading flames but also trying to help Saul.
“And what’s dis?” Another voice interjected, and I swiveled in relief. “What have you done, child?”
Shadows stepped from the darkness: Mama Bondo—Kuru, Harmony, and another man I recognized—one of the uniformed men at the tarot reading.
He was white, tall, wide, and strong. He reminded me of a large oak tree with a mustache. He was holding Mama Bondo's hand, gently guiding her in the dark with his two deputies behind him. The gold star on his chest identified him as the Sheriff.
