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“He won’t,” I vow. “No one ever could.”
My heart skips a beat at her admission. It was one so close to expressing love and what I feel for her, for the woman in my arms. For the one who makes me laugh, joins in on my adventures, and tolerates the crazy. For the woman who swept into our lives like a storm and washed everything clean and made it all so much better.
“We can do this, Blair, but not if you aren’t safe. He will come for you, it will be the first stop. We will take you somewhere so safe he could never get in. If, by tomorrow morning, we haven’t found him, we’ll come back and get you,” Cyrus tells her.
“We’ll take Faye there as well. If he’s watching, he’ll know you care for her and might use her to get to you,” Asher says, always the smart one.
“We will stop him,” I state. “We will make this world safe for you again so you never have to wonder. He won’t just be behind bars this time, baby.”
“You’ll kill him for me?” she asks, but she doesn’t seem surprised. If only she knew what we had and were willing to do for her, she might be disgusted and run the other way.
“I’d kill everyone in this fucking world for you,” I admit. “Anyone or anything, just to see that smile, just for you to sleep through the night again without bad dreams.”
“There is nothing we wouldn’t do,” Asher adds. “No law could stop us.”
“But what if you get caught?”
“Baby girl, we own the police, remember? They won’t catch us. We’ll cover it up. I don’t want to kill people, I don’t take enjoyment out of it, but him? I’ll fucking relish it, so you know you’re finally free from the monster in the dark.”
“Promise me you’ll come back, promise me you won’t leave me,” she demands, and when we share a look, she sits up on her knees, her eyes hard as she stares at each and every one of us.
“I promise,” Cyrus says.
“Me too, I promise,” I tell her.
“Asher?” she prompts.
“I promise, my love,” he vows, kissing her. “Now, text Faye, and we’ll get everything prepared, okay? You are safe.”
She nods, and we watch her go before sharing a look. “He’s dead,” Cyrus snaps.
“Seconded.”
“Third,” Asher agrees. “What’s the plan?”
“Text Jay. She might not like it, but the clubhouse is the safest place in the city. Then get the ears and eyes on the streets. Asher, you found him online, didn’t you? So we know what he looks like?”
“Yes, right after she told us last night, I looked him up. I’ll text you a pic.”
“Good, then we hunt this bastard, find him, and make him pay,” he finishes.
Nodding, we get to our feet, knowing what we need to do. Cyrus is right, this ends tonight. Our girl has spent too long with his ghost haunting her, and now that he’s free? The police were supposed to protect her, and they failed her, everyone did.
We won’t.
Not ever.
Tonight, we slay Darling’s demons.
