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“Did you know? Did you let her do this?!” I can’t even think straight with the amount of emotions coursing through my body. How could this happen? How did I not see the signs about anything? About her and Theon, about her having sex for money, about her being in trouble. I couldn’t even see what was right in front of my face the entire time.My mind plays back every time I loosened the reins with her and let her go out with her “friends” on the weekends. This is my fault for not keeping a better eye on her.
“Of course I didn’t fucking know! You think I’d let her do that? You think any of us would be okay with her selling her body or trying to run? Get ahold of yourself!” Theon roars back at me angrily.
We’ve been through so much together, I never thought he’d betray me like this. I feel as blindsided as Zamira did when we brought her down here to find her partner chained.
My eyes fall to Blais’. “If you don’t let me go right this second, you’ll never get to sink your dick in Zamira again because I’ll cut it off.”
His hands drop, eyeing Theon with regret. “Sorry, brother. He’s serious, and I’d die without my girl wrapped around my cock.” Jesus, he’s so fucking whipped it’s not even funny.
When he moves out of the way, I step into Theon, chest to chest. The glare I’m giving him shows just how much I want to kill him, but he doesn’t back down. I growl at him like a dog ready to attack. Pushing against his chest, his large body stumbles backward, almost knocking into Zamira, but she moves out of the way at the last second.
I charge toward Theon, intending to beat him bloody, but a small set of hands land on my abs, stopping me in my path. Looking down, Zamira’s scared blue eyes meet mine. “Ace, please stop. He’s your brother. He never wanted to hurt you or her.”
“He betrayed me, Zamira.” Honestly this feels worse than a betrayal. It feels like he’s ripped my heart out of my chest. If I had one of those.
Her hands move up to my chest. “I know, but he truly loved her. If you could hear the way he talks about her—”
Wait one damn second. “You knew?” I cut her off.
She bites her bottom lip, guilt filling her features. “I-I… Yes, I knew.” First Theon, now Zamira. My whole body feels numb, I feel like I can’t breathe anymore. Am I the only fucking one who was clueless about all of this? Am I the fucking fool too blinded by my trust to realize he was fucking Allie?
I look at Blais. “What about you? Did you know too?”
He shakes his head, just as shocked as I am. “No, man. I had no idea.”
“At least I can trust someone in this room.”
“You can trust me, and you can trust Theon. We’d never do anything to hurt you, Ace.” Zamira’s soft voice twists the hollow space in my chest where my heart’s supposed to be.
I scoff. “Funny, because that’s exactly what you did.” My voice is hollow, emotionless. The devastation on Zamira’s beautiful face is almost enough to make me forgive her, but I keep the words trapped in my throat.
He confided in her. Someone we’ve all come to love, but we haven’t known her as long as we’ve known each other. I had to find out from the sick fucker who killed my sister rather than the woman I’m in love with or my fucking best friend.
Matt’s maniacal laugh fills the silence. I forgot that fucker was even here. “One little secret just destroyed your little family here. I should’ve done that sooner, might’ve saved me some pain.”
Raising my eyes from Zamira to meet Theon’s pleading hazels, I don’t see anything remotely diabolical in his stare. His mouth purses, sadness filling his eyes.
I don’t have time to be thinking about this right now. I need to take care of the fucker that took Allie’s life. I can deal with Theon later.
Stalking back to Matt, I take in the smug look on his face, like that was his greatest achievement.
“I’m tired of looking at your sick, disgusting face, and hearing your annoying voice. The world will thank me when I take your life.” I pull out the knife protruding from his thigh.
“Whatever you have to tell yourself to sleep at night. You’re just as sick as—” His words are replaced with gurgles when I slit his throat in one clean swipe. The bastard was trying to taunt me, get the last word in, but not today. Blood pours from his neck, coating his clothes and mangled body.
I watch as life drains from my sister’s killer’s eyes.
I thought this would feel better once I finally found the man, but I feel the same. It doesn’t bring her back, nothing will.
I’m so sorry, Allie.
My legs feel like they’re going to give out, like I’m tipping over the edge of darkness. If I completely fall, I’ll never come back. No one will ever be able to save me. I’ll go full psycho, lacking any remorse or guilt, just like Matt. The Ace Lennox that tries to rid the world of evil will be no more. I’ll become the evil I’m trying to kill.
The world would be better without the Ace Lennox that’s threatening to break through the surface. Allie’s killer is dead, what’s left of my life now? I’m tempted to put the knife to my own neck, but I already know I wouldn’t end up in the same place as Allie. She was pure and innocent; I’m tainted and evil.
I’d still be without her. Would it be worth it?
“Ace.” Zamira pulls me from my thoughts of the hell I’m living in. I open my eyes, which I hadn’t even noticed were clenched shut, her baby blues slamming into me, anchoring me. My chest, all of a sudden, doesn’t feel empty.
