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Her eyes track something that I can’t see, as if she’s watching them leave.
“So, you’re crazy, huh?”
She rears back, offended by my assessment. Frankly, I couldn’t give a less of a shit.
Anxiousness is curdling in my stomach like spoiled milk. Addie and Daya still haven’t stumbled their way to the back of the hallway yet. And this little girl must think I’m like Mark and here to hurt them and well… she’s not entirely wrong. Except I’m only interested in hurting one of them, and by the time I’m done, she’ll love the way I make her scream.
She snaps, “Don’t call me that. You’re the one preying on women.”
I arch a brow, on the verge of laughing in her face. “That just makes me disturbed. Not crazy.”
Her tiny hands ball into tight fists, and a snarl pulls her face taut with anger.
The doll lifts her nightgown far enough to bring out the knife and kicks the door shut behind her.
I can’t tell if I should laugh or rage. She’s deliberately keeping me from my little mouse, and that makes me very fucking unhappy.
“What are you going to do with that, dolly?” I ask, a mocking smirk on my face. This should be over quickly.
“I’m going to kill you, monster.”
I don’t have time for this shit.
The longer I’m trapped in a room with Chucky’s Bride, the more opportunity handed over to Mark. If the men notice I’m nowhere to be found, and Addie is left vulnerable, nothing will stop them from seizing the moment.
She’s more interested in talking, and time is ticking. I charge at her, but I’m surprised by how much fight she has in her.
I humor her, the sloppy attacks beginning with a knife and ending with her fists. The entire time, she rages like a petulant child. Throwing a fit because she can’t land a strike.
I see the desperation leaking into her expression, just as antsy to take me down as I am her.
Finally, I land one good sucker punch to her nose, causing her to lose her footing and go crashing to the ground.
She screeches out some idle threat, but my focus is on the door. I storm past her, whipping out the door and charging down the hall.
“Jackal!” she screeches from behind me, but I pay her no mind. I don’t know who the hell she’s talking to, but I don’t give a fuck.
I stop short when I look to my left and see the four men of the night packed into a room.
I breathe out a sigh of relief, a small weight lifting off my shoulders with the confirmation that they didn’t get the chance to trap Addie.
Until I hear the words that come out of their fucking mouths.
“Where did she go?” Miller asks, staring at Mark. “The van is already set to go. They just need to know their location.”
I snap straight, and my body stiffens like cement being injected into my spinal cord.
“We’ll find them,” Mark placates. “Zack wasn’t with them, so he must’ve lost them in the chaos. It’s the perfect time.”
“You do realize you’re going to have to handle him, right? When he finds out Addie is gone?” Robert cuts in. “With those nasty scars on his face, I have a feeling you’re underestimating him.”
Mark waves a hand, dismissing Robert’s concerns. His very fucking valid concerns.
“He got those scars because he was weak, Robert.”
I laugh silently, my head thrown back and shoulders shaking as I let his very ill-minded assumption wash through me. And then my laugh bleeds out, rocketing through the small space and blending with the other creepy noises pinging around this house.
The four men’s heads snap towards me, and bleed dry of whatever color was left in their faces. The four of them are sweaty and look like they have watched their worst nightmares come to life. They’ll soon realize that I sit on the fucking throne, and their nightmares bow to me. I’m far worse than any monster they could ever imagine.
