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“It was beside him and I knew we should’ve grabbed it, but it was just… everything happened so fast,” Trin answered, staring at some point off in the distance.
I nodded, then gave my attention back to Maite. “Didyoutouch that knife?” I asked.
“No, I told you,” Maite huffed. “It wasn’t me.”
“I know you said you weren’t the one who stabbed him—that’snot what I asked you. I asked youdid you touch the knife?”
Maite’s eyes were wild and wide as she racked her brain for an answer. “I… I took it from Trin.”
Fuck.
I took a second to breathe, briefly closing my eyes to shut everything out. When I opened them again, I asked, “And then what?”
“She told me to drop it,” she said. “Then we grabbed clothes and ran, straight to the garage. Trin drove.”
Somany questions ripped through my brain at once.
Why was Trin so bloody if they got dressed after?
How had they gotten out without being stopped?
How was Trin in any state to drive?
I let go of Maite and raised my weapon again, pointing it straight at Trinidad.
“Did you tell her we were coming for Manuel?” I asked Maite, without taking my eyes off Trin, who put a bloody hand to her chest as she sent pleading eyes at her lover.
“What is she doing?!” she stammered.
“I-I don’tknow,” Maite shrieked. “Tati, wha—”
“Did you tell her?”
“She didn’t tell me anything!” Trin answered at the same time Maite said, “I didn’t want her to get caught in the cross—”
I pulled the trigger.
Trinidad was already up out of her seat, but the bullet between the eyes stopped her cold.
There was a moment, just a moment, of ringing silence and then Maite started screaming.
I snatched her by the back of her shirt, keeping her from running to Trinidad’s body as Onyx came rushing in from the back, gun held high.
He took a quick look around, surveying the scene—checking for me—before his eyesreallylanded where Trin had fallen.
He didn’t look surprised.
The first thing he did was go to her body, while I kept holding Maite back from her frantic attempt to get to her dead lover. I watched as Onyx pulled down the neck of the oversized tee Trinidad was wearing, following the trail of her full sleeve of ink that went from her throat to her wrist before he looked at me and nodded.
“It’s covered up really well,” he said. “But she has a rose.”
“We’ve gotta get the fuck out of here,” we both said at practically the same time.
“Trin!” Maite screamed and frustration kept me from controlling the impulse to smack the shit out of her, breaking her out of her hysterics.
“Get it thefucktogether,” I demanded, grabbing her by the front of the shirt and dragging her face to mine to look her in the eyes as she sobbed. “Do you even know what shereallywas?! You have put us in… I don’t even knowhow muchdanger with this shit,” I snapped. “I love you, Maite, but I swear, if you don’t pull it together, I’m going to put a bullet inyoutoo.”
I let her go, moving toward the door without looking back, but it was my turn to get snatched this time.
