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I turn off the recorder and I blush.
At some point I’ll go back and listen to what was recorded.
But not right now.
Right now my focus is on what Cullen is doing.
Kill. Murder. Death.
It’s all common for this place, but not exactly that way for me.
I’m used to violence.
That doesn’t bother me much.
But the idea of death… constant death… the threat of it… the power and control of it…
I’m now dressed and exit my bedroom.
I don’t hear any voices.
I hurry down the hallway and down the stairs.
As I’m running I realize my legs are rubbery.
I probably look stupid the way I’m trying to move.
But I can feel something is going on.
Mattia is at the front door.
Arms crossed.
He looks right at me.
“Jaci,” he says.
“Get out of the way,” I say. “I’m not playing any games.”
“I can’t move,” he says. “I was told not-”
“I’ll go into the kitchen and get a knife and gut you,” I warn.
“Now you sound like Archer,” Mattia says.
I don’t have time to waste.
I keep to my word.
I race into the kitchen and open all the drawers until I find a knife.
Then I walk back toward Mattia.
When he sees the knife, his jaw tightens.
“We’re bothHeirs,” he says.
“I’m anHeirwho just had Cullen’s tongue between my legs,” I say. “Who has more power now?”
