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I swallow hard. “See you within the hour.”
Rocco assesses me with his arms folded across his chest. “It will only hurt for a moment,” he tells Cameron.
We throw him in the back of the van, and Darko drives us to the murky waters of the Charles, well away from the warehouse.
When we arrive, I haul Cameron out and tell Darko to leave the engine running and that they should let me finish this. Darko doesn’t look impressed, but nods in agreement, both he and Carlos wait in the van.
“So this is it? You drown me in the Charles now.” He spits blood as he talks from the ground, where I’ve let him fall.
I say nothing and drag him by the back of the shirt. “The time for talking is over, motherfucker.”
“Think of Sage,” he mutters out between breaths. “She looks up to you, Fynn, she always has. You know what this will do to her, even if she does hate my guts.”
“Shut the fuck up,” I tell him. Though what he is saying is fucking true.
I don’t need him in my head.
“I know you don’t want to do it … you still love her, don’t you?”
“Stop rambling,” I grit out, dragging him down to the water. I know Darko is watching my every move. I can’t fuck this up… not now.
There’s way too much at stake.
“She’ll never forgive you,” he goes on. I punch him in the guts to shut his filthy mouth and he falls forward. “If you ever want a future with her, you have to think about that.”
I drop him on the muddy embankment and glare down at him.
The rain starts to pour, soaking us through to the bone, but I hardly fucking care.
“For a dying man, you seem to have an awful lot to say.”
“I know you're not a killer,” he says.
I laugh. “Are you forgetting where I come from?”
“Angelo, yes, but you…” He shakes his head. “No one would ever have to know. I’ll leave here… I’ll never come back.”
“You know I can’t do that.”
He slumps back in the mud like he’s all out of words, finally. Resigned to his fate.
I step toward the freezing water, hauling his ass along with me.
It would only take a few seconds; the guy has no fight left in him… Sage would be safe for the rest of her life. I would never have to worry.
Or… I can throw him in here and hope for the best outcome; that he dies of his own accord by drowning. I wouldn’t have to lie to Sage, especially if the tables ever turned and we reignited what we once had. I would never have to live in the shadows, with this big fat fucking lie hanging over us… it would be so easy.
I hold him down under the water as he starts to struggle, then pull him back up.
“Please!” he begs me. “Please…”
I hold him under again, for a few seconds longer this time.
Then something happens… some metaphysical wires get crossed in my head and Sage flashes in front of me. When Cameron gasps for air as I bring him up again and he fights for his life, all I see is her begging and pleading with me.
It’s now or never; I execute him or I let him drift off into the Charles, where technically he would drown on his own accord. As the rain pelts down on me, I find the distinction between what Angelo wants me to do, and what I should do, and my loyalty to Sage in question. I release his shirt.
“I hope you drown, fucker.”
