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Her voice is so quiet that no one but me could have heard. I pull slightly away so I can cup her face and make her look at me.

“Listen to me, Willow. No one, and I mean no one, would ever think you’re a horrible person. He ruined your life. He took your mother away. He deserves to grovel at your feet and beg for forgiveness before you kill him.”

Her tears have stopped, and her eyes are wide as they look deep into my own.

“You wouldn’t think I’m horrible?”

“Little Rabbit, I’d happily sharpen the knife you’ll use to slit his fucking throat for what he put you through. If it ever happens, I’ll be right by your side as you end his life.”

She wraps her arms back around my waist and holds me close. I can feel her shoulders shake as she starts laughing.

“What is it?” I ask, a bit concerned.

“It’s a good thing we’re lawyers,” she laughs.

“Why is that?”

“Because we know how to get away with murder,” she says as she smiles up at me.

You have no idea how right you are, Little Rabbit.

CHAPTER 75

NOAH

After we finished breakfast, Willow and I went back upstairs to sleep. We woke up around one and I made her come three times before we finally got out of bed. We DoorDashed Thai food for lunch for all four of us, then just hung out in the living room watching movies.

The rest of the day passed quickly. Before the sun was starting to set, Jeremy convinced Jenna and Willow to go on a walk around the property since the snow has started to melt and it’s not freezing cold out now.

I told them I was tired and had a headache, but I just needed an excuse to be able to hang back and make a quick trip downstairs. Thankfully, they believed me. Jeremy said he’ll text me when they are coming back inside.

When I open the door to the labyrinth, I’m immediately assaulted by the scent of decaying flesh. Maybe Jeremy is right. Maybe this fucker is closer to death than I thought.

“Well, well, well. My favorite killer is back to see me. Still not bothering with the mask anymore, I see. Where’s your boyfriend?” James says before coughing.

I stopped wearing the mask around him after Rayes. He knows who I am, and he’s never getting out of here alive, so what’s the point? This way, he can see from the look in my eyes how much I truly hate him.

“I came to make sure you’re still alive.”

“Barely.”

He hocks before spitting at my feet. He looks up at me through sunken eyes and grins. If you could even call it that. Most of his teeth have started to fall out or are rotten.

“I need you to hold on just a few more days.”

His interest is piqued. He tilts his head and closes his mouth, setting his dried lips into a stern scowl.

“Why?”

“Because…There’s someone who wants to see you. She told me herself that she wants to kill you.”

“You…found her,” he stammers before tugging at his restraints. “Let me see her!” he shouts.

“No. Not yet. She’s had a rough couple of days. We actually went and had a lovely bonfire last night…at your old house.”

“You burnt my house down?” he snarls, and I can see his upper lip quivering.

“It was actually my house. I bought it for her. I knew one day she’d want to burn that fucking hellhole to the ground. Your old alcohol stash helped fuel the fire, so thank you.”