AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Eleven days of tormenting and warning them of what was to come.
Eleven days of giving them the chance to leave before I came for them—not that I ever thought they would.
They were too prideful. Too close to tasting what they’d craved for so long. Besides . . . even if they fled, I’d hunt them down eventually. After what they’d done, they had to know that.
“You could break my heart for the rest of our lives and I would still love you.”
My jaw clenched as that familiar ache spread through my chest like a sickness. It threatened to steal my focus, but I couldn’t afford that. Not now.
I mentally went through the four names until the ache turned into a hatred that burned deep. And soon, all that was left was my silent rage.
A hissed curse had my lips twisting into a smirk and my stare lifting in time to see the man drop my note as if it’d burned him.
He turned in a circle, his arms out in a laughable attempt at defending himself, his eyes wild.
“I know you’re there, Kieran,” he yelled in the direction opposite me. “We can talk about this. I never wanted her dead. I just wanted to scare Mickey into giving up his title. We both know he’s done.”
He was lying. He was trying to buy himself time.
I’d let him do both.
I’d already let him live longer than he deserved . . . he could think he had a chance to live past the next five minutes.
Finn.
He and his dad, Bailey, were members of the Holloway gang with delusions of taking over. But I’d underestimated them. In only eleven days, they’d tried to destroy my entire world.
And I’d still lost everything.
When I found out their part in it, I knew ending their lives would be a kindness they didn’t deserve.
So I let them think they were free for a little while.
And then I let them know I was coming.
Every day I’d left a message somewhere in their houses, counting down from eleven. Below the numbers was the beginning of Holloway’s threat: “Pray Nightshade doesn’t find you . . .”
Until today. Today there was no threat. Just the number zero.
Finn bumped into a dresser and scrambled to snatch his phone, rushing to call
someone I bet was no longer breathing.
“Dad,” he hissed after nearly a minute. My smirk widened knowing Bailey would never get Finn’s message. “Dad, I think he’s really coming. Get Mom and run.”
I stalked soundlessly toward Finn, moving with the shadows in the room.
My heart slowed as I crept closer. The bloodthirsty monster inside me roared to life with every inch that disappeared between us. Begging for this. Needing this.
And soon, I barely recognized my own thoughts as my mind was consumed with this kill.
Not a sound. Not a trace.
Feed the blade. Watch the light fade.
I slipped a knife from my pants, my body humming when its familiar weight settled in my hand.
A cruel smile twisted on my lips when Finn grabbed a gun, his movements shaky as he dropped the magazine to check it and loaded it again.
