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My body recoils, jerking away from the little thing. But I’m still holding the chain, and I jerk the chain too hard. Or just hard enough. Because the motion is accompanied by a snap, Pony’s neck giving way, that I feel all the way through the chain.
I let go of the chain, standing with my hands out at my sides, like I might get some of it me if I move as Pony’s body crashes forward to the floor, the length of the chain following his weight, unthreading itself from the pulleys and pooling over his body in a noisy clatter.
I’m frozen between revulsion and humor as I take in the corpse in front of me. Face down, ass up, severed dick only inches away from his open eyes.
Revulsion wins out, and I wipe my hands repeatedly down my chest. Trying to brush away the grossness of it all.
A sound, like the start of my name, draws my attention to the doorway.
Nero is standing there, hand on the door handle, mouth open in a disgusted frown, eyes narrowed on Pony’s form in disbelief.
I straighten my shoulders, pretending like I’m fine with it all. “Shut your mouth, you look like a Muppet.”
Nero slowly moves his gaze over to meet mine. “You cut his dick off.”
My head tips side to side. “Technically, that’s true. But it wasn’t the plan.”
Nero scrunches his nose. “And it smells like sex in here because…?”
“Because my wife is cooler than yours.”
Nero’s eyes move back to Pony. “I don’t think I want to know.”
“Uh, ew.” I gesture to the body and growing pool of blood beneath it. “This was after.”
Nero turns to head up the stairs. “I don’t want to know.”
“Dude,” I follow him up. “It’s not like we fucked on top of Pony.”
“I said I don’t––”
“We just fucked in front of him.”
Nero throws his hands up. “I don’t want to know!”
CHAPTER77
Savannah
I pressmy lips together as I watch King stop halfway between where I am in his SUV and the front door of the junkyard building.
He’d been striding toward me, ready to take me home, but one of the guys standing with Nero next to the building just called him back.
I watch King’s chest expand with an inhale, before he turns back to the man who has a phone pressed to his ear.
King told me not to overthink what happened. So, I haven’t.
Because if I do… Nope. See? Not even going there.
And I’m also not going to wonder what he was doing in there while I was out here waiting.
You know what he was doing. He was killing that man.
But King asked me to do something else. He asked me to trust him.
And I do.
So I will.
