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It’s been a long time since I’ve felt so much. Not just my dick either; though, that’s been basically hard in Echo’s presence since the start.
Even when I was younger, I never felt anything serious for any of the women in my life; except for Katrina, of course. She was able to make me happier, or angrier, than anyone else. As always when I think of her, regret fills me, and I have to push it from my mind.
Echo reminds me of Katrina in a lot of ways, though Katrina was always naïve. Not like Echo. I don’t know if what she told me about ‘her friend’ is true or not, but I don’t doubt it happened to someone else.
I feel my body heat up at the thought it could have been herself Echo was talking about. My fists clench and even as I step up to my car, I have to resist the urge to punch it.
I take a breath, calming myself.
The whole thing is absolutely fucked. I’ve been stuck at Eternity, watching all this shit with suspicion and nothing else to go on, and the most beautiful, infuriating woman I’ve ever met walks into my life and says it's all true. And she wants to kill all of them.
I look down at my pants.
Yup, still rock hard.
Turning the key in my car, I let it run for a moment while I adjust myself.
Time to go home and have a cold shower and try to wrap my head around this shit.
Chapter Eleven
Come Together
Echo
By the time I wake up again it's full dark. I’m insanely grateful I have the night off, even though I just slept most of the day. Heading out into my living room, I see Killian is gone. I look at my phone and no missed calls. I shrug, grabbing a bowl of cereal and bringing it to the couch while I think of everything that’s happened the last few days.
I still can’t believe that I actually killed Sergio.
Only my second ever kill. Well, third I suppose, but that first one didn’t count. As expected, I feel no remorse. Sergio was no great loss to humanity, and that’s without his penchant for raping women. Fucker deserved to die. I’m only glad it was me who got to watch the light fade from his eyes.
I had a few ideas on how I would take care of each of them, but no real plan. I did expect it would be a much faster process, but here we are. I also expected it to be Peter—druggie that he is—to be the one I’d kill with drugs. Not that I still can’t. My mind drifts to the tainted stash I still have in my closet, but I push it out of my mind.
As I munch on my cereal, I consider what it will mean to have Killian working with me. A partner in crime, so to speak. It’s a hard one to swallow, honestly. From my con days, I knew never to trust anyone but myself. Killian seems like a nice guy, but that doesn’t mean he’ll be an asset.
I’m sure there’s more to his story and his involvement with the Iron Elite than he’s told me, and I wonder what kinds of things Killian really gets up to. Or used to, at least.
He does seem to know more about the whole Iron Elite thing, although it doesn’t seem like it’s all that much more than me. At least if I stay close to him, I can find out a bit more and keep an eye on him while I work ahead. He’s pleasing enough to the eye, anyway, and despite his apparent immunity to my charms, I don’t doubt I’ll have him wrapped around my finger soon enough.
He also knows the club better than me, I reason. Knowing the ins and outs could make this whole thing go a lot faster. Then I can get out of here and…
That’s another thought I push from my mind. Because once you’ve finished a quest for vengeance, what’s next?
No. One step at a time. Bring Killian in, just a bit, and finish what I came here for.
I drop my spoon into the bowl, feeling a bit better about everything.
Now, time to shower and feel more human and go spend a night off doing my favorite thing. Then, I’ll call Killian and try to figure out what the hell to do next.
Ring ring.
I glance down at my phone and smile when I see the number on the caller ID.
“Hello?”
“Hey, sorry I didn’t stick around, I got your message…. What's that sound?”
“Go-karts.”
