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Elijah
I’ve been watching Eva sleep when I hear the knock on the door. Carefully, I move her off my chest.
I see Jake waiting outside. Joining him on the porch, I close the door behind me.
“I have news,” he says.
I give him a curt nod.
"When I arrived at school, he was lying on the floor, still unconscious. I contacted Mr. and Mrs. Faye. I didn't give them much detail, but I gave them enough. They took care of the rest. The founders of the school had fired him before we even left the building. Everyone will be announced about that tomorrow," he says.
“That quick?”
“Eva’s parents have all the right connections.”
I snort. “They only lack at that connection with their daughter, hmm?”
“They care about their daughter, Elijah. They’re just… in pain. And I guess they don’t know how to cope with it except giving themselves to work.”
I nod, not really feeling empathy for them since I know how alone Eva was feeling. “No one will know his departure has anything to do with Eva, right?”
“No. Mr. and Mrs. Faye are very secretive people. Eva’s name won’t be involved in anything.”
I sigh in relief.
"But he deserves to go to jail," I murmur. If I wasn't in time, that son of a bitch might have… I shake my head.
“I have someone digging deep about him. I have a feeling he may find something to put him in jail. Even if we can’t, Mr. Faye said he won’t be able to find any other job in schools,” Jake says, bringing me from my thoughts.
I nod.
“Where is he now?” I ask.
“Still in his office. Tied to his chair.”
My eyes widen when his answer comes out like we're talking about the weather.
“What about the cleaners? What if someone finds him that way?”
“School is empty. Cleaners come to school in the morning. A few hours before the school time,” he explains.
“I’ll have to see him. I need him to do something before he’s officially fired.”
Jake looks at me suspiciously, but realization must hit him because he gives me a small smile and nods.
Jake follows me as I drive to the school. When I get out of my truck to head for headmaster’s office, I have to stop to remind myself Eva is fine and this fucker has gotten what he deserves.
“Elijah,” the prick says in hope. Like I may be here to rescue him. It makes me sick.
I’m not like him.
I’m not like him.
I repeat the same words again and again.
“Elijah, we can talk this out. Think about it,” he says.
