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“I don’t give a fuck. I’ll pay for it out of my own bank account. You have access to it, just deal with it,” I say and hang up.
Looking at Eden, I stare into her frightened eyes. She’s scared.
Scared of me.
Scared of Kyle.
Scared of the world.
Abel isn’t here.
Turning back to Kyle, I kneel and rip the blade from his back. Whether he’s paralyzed or not, I don’t give a fuck.
Rolling him over, I smear the blood on the dagger across my chest to make sure I have it nice and clean for what I’m going to do next.
Straddling his legs, I ball my left hand up in a fist and hit him as hard as I possibly can in this position.
Head rocking to the side, Kyle babbles bubbles of blood at me.
Dammit, I may have hit something important in there.
Time, it seems, is of the essence.
Carefully, I cut open his shirt until I have his flabby torso exposed. He tries to push my hands away, but a quick slice of each wrist makes those useless.
Blood is everywhere now except his chest.
Taking great care, I carve in the singular word that describes him perfectly.
Defiler.
“As you lived is how you’ll die, Kyle, son of Conroy Phillips,” I snarl as blood and spit mixes on my lips.
I move the blade to rest against his throat.
Looking back at Eden, I stare into her eyes, searching for what I purposely avoided.
I can see it now. I see it in the light that shines there.
I see thetruth.
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Eden
Holding his blade to Kyle’s throat, Jude turns his head to look at me.
His eyes burning like black, crackling flames.
That dark thing that always lurks just beneath the surface fully free.
Free and staring back at me.
I’ve been scared shitless plenty of times in my life. More times than I can count.
But the fear I feel now is nothing in comparison.
He knows the truth.
