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I’d never planned on meeting a human who made me feel like changing that. A human that had me so interested even her soul didn’t feel like enough.
Why thefuckwasn’t her soul enough? What more did I want?
At least once darkness fell and the day’s last classes were done, things got a little more interesting.
Jeremiah left campus in a Dodge Challenger, the engine rumbling all the way down the road. He headed for the bay, parked in a lot not far from the water, and walked back along the shore. Beyond a thick grove of trees, a bonfire had been lit on an isolated beach. Five people were already there, drinking beers and blasting music from a speaker stuck in the sand. I watched from the trees, out of sight in the shadows.
“Hey, J Boss, we’ve been waiting for you!” one of them called to Jeremiah as he arrived, offering him a beer. Jeremiah greeted them all as he began to drink, boring small talk droning on until he took a seat on a massive old log near the fire. Clearly the others regarded him as important. They all shut up once he started talking.
“Alright, first things first,” he said, tossing his empty can away. “Do you have the box, Nick?”
“Yessir,” Nick drawled. He brought over a cardboard box, dirty and stained as if it had been buried. “Everything is still in there.”
“Are you sure you should take that back, J?” a blonde woman spoke up, wrinkling her nose as Jeremiah took the box. “Like, isn’t it a risk for you?”
Jeremiah laughed as he opened the box. “Trust me, the pigs aren’t looking for Marcus Kynes’ killer. Now that the journalists don’t care, neither do they. I can take back my mementos in peace.”
Jeremiah withdrew something from the box that caught the firelight: a large knife, wrapped in plastic, the blade still stained with blood.
“I should make a shadowbox of this shit,” he said. “Put it right next to the soccer trophies.”
The blood was old enough that I couldn’t smell it anymore, and realization dawned on me. One of the other men laughed, a little nervously.
“That’s kinda gross, man. Just saying. You should leave that buried —”
“Excuseme?” Jeremiah was on his feet, and the nervous laughter instantly died. “What did you say, Tommy? You wanna repeat that?”
Tommy glanced around, blinking slowly. The woman at his side took a few steps back as Jeremiah got in his face. “You think I shouldburythis, Tommy? Just bury it and let everyone forget what I accomplished?”
Tommy hurriedly shook his head. “No...no, man, of course not…”
“No one gets to forget this,” Jeremiah said, smiling widely, as he pulled the plastic off the knife. “No one in the Libiri gets to forget I did what Dad couldn’t do. What Victoria couldn’t do.” He held up the knife, right against Tommy’s throat. “I made the first sacrifice. It was all me. I bled Marcus like God’s sweet little lamb.” He turned slowly, pointing the blade at each person, one by one. “I’ll kill the next lamb, and I’ll kill the final one too. God demanded one Hadleigh live, and one Hadleigh die, and I promise you I won’t be the one dying. I serve by living.”
“That’s how it’s meant to be,” the blonde woman said quickly. “Victoria keeps saying she’s having dreams, hearing God’s voice.” She smirked victoriously as Jeremiah approached her. “Victoria knows she’s the one who’s meant to die. And J is meant to lead.”
“That’s right, sweetheart,” Jeremiah said, and grasped her face like he was praising a puppy. “Victoria knows what she’s meant for. Dad can’t see it yet, but he’ll come around. It’s all about God’s will.”
Fuck, he had them eating out of his hand. It had been Jeremiah’s doing to kill Marcus — in a bid to prove he shouldn’t be sacrificed himself. He was planning his own sister’s death. And that girl, Raelynn, was meant to be a sacrifice, too.
That meant the Libiri had all their kills lined up, easily accessible. It meant they were far too close to achieving their final goal.
If all three sacrifices were made, and the God was unleashed, Juniper’s revenge was out of the question. Humanity would be out of the question. Earth would be lost entirely.
The clock was ticking a lot faster than I’d thought.
“Now, what about Everly?” Her name wrenched my attention back. Jeremiah was seated again, the blonde woman right next to him, her head resting on his shoulder. “Have any of you heard anything? Seen anything?”
Everyone exchanged uncertain looks before shaking their heads. The woman said, “Her phone is turned off. She blocked me on everything.”
Jeremiah looked at her sharply. “Why’d she block you? Did you run your mouth and tell her something?”
“No!” The woman shook her head. “Of course not, I wouldn’t do that! She’s just a paranoid weirdo...she always was…”
“Yeah, that’s the problem,” Jeremiah muttered. “She had to go and throw away all we did for her, after how fucking nice we were.” He shook his head. “She belongs with the Libiri. If you see anything, if you hear anything, you bring it directly to me. Not my dad. Not Victoria.Me. Got it?”
They all nodded. I’d heard all I needed to.
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