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“There is no easy way out for you, Uncle Sam,” I stated sweetly, smiling again at the look on his face when he caught sight of the barrel being brought over.
“No.” He began shaking his head back and forth, repeating the word over and over again.
The plea fell on deaf ears.
He’d betrayed my father, possibly assisted in the death of my sister, and schemed on my life.
They say violence isn’t the answer, but yes, it fucking is.
I didn’t stay to watch them submerge him in the ‘stew’. I turned and left when the oil began to boil, reaching the steel door just as his scream cut off and he was dunked inside.
I told them to repeat the process until his skin melted down to nothing but cords of tendons and muscle, and then let the bastard burn in the remnants of himself.
Chapter Thirteen
Shit hit the fan inside my head.
I stood beneath the shower with my eyes closed, feeling reality hit me like a tidal wave.
When cool air swept over my back, I remained how I was. He stepped up behind me and slid his arms around my waist, and that was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
He didn’t tell me to stop or call me weak; he stood there unmoving and let me silently cry it all out.
“Remember the first clue I gave you and what it meant,” he said softly.
“Eva’s cellphone with the joker card,” I whispered. The phone represented her; the card told how she was the most expendable person in our round of roulette. She was the true pawn, always meant to be a sacrifice.
“The second,” he continued, massaging the back of my neck.
“The birth certificate at my parents’—our— estate,” I mused. That explained not only my family’s incestuous bloodline, but also where the estranged triplet was I’d never known about, currently taking my mother’s place in a casket.
“King of hearts,” I said, before he could say anything. The card had been with the box of ashes, a strategically placed move that I fell for, even knowing Mateo didn’t operate that way.
The surveillance showed the beginning of my family’s decimation.
She used my father, her own brother, to get ahead in life. The fact that my grandmother was in on it sickened me. Why my father ever went along with it left me stumped.
My father risked everything to keep me and my sister safe. He did what he could to keep us away from this world. Eva fell for the lure of Vice City, and I chased after her.
It was all so fucked up.
“You’re going to be okay—we’re going to be okay,” Mateo finally said again.
“I know, I know. I’m just really…pissed.”
“That’s why you’re crying?” He sounded miffed.
I let out a sullen laugh and turned in his arms, placing my hands on his chest. “I’m sad too, but I’m a hundred times angrier.”
“We can do whatever you need to do.” He smoothed his hands up and down my back, and I could tell he meant that.
I opened my mouth to reply, but he placed the pad of his thumb on my lips.
“Don’t answer right away—not when your emotions are this high.”
“What did she hope to gain from all this?” I asked when he dropped his hand.
“What everyone wants. Money, power, glory. I assume she wanted to use Eva to get it, use her to blend with my family, but she couldn’t control your sister. No one could.
