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“Yes. Most people don’t get the choice. We simply kill them.” I turn and leave the bedroom.
“So you’re deciding whether to kill me or not?” she asks, and I can hear the fear in her voice.
“Pretty much. So stop throwing shit at me,” I tell her, walking down the stairs.
Kalilah follows, her footsteps light. She’s still dressed in that god-awful outfit, but at least she smells better now.
“Pancakes, dear,” Nancy chirps, and I shake my head at her. She already has my egg whites and fruit laid out for me. I sit down at the same time Kalilah enters the kitchen. She steps up to Nancy and throws her arms around her. I raise a brow at Nancy, who just hugs her back before Kalilah steps away and comes to the table.
“If I cooked, you think you would suck my cock?” I ask Kalilah.
She isn’t shocked by my comment. Instead, she picks up a spoon and throws it at me from across the table while muttering, “Pig.” I manage to dodge it and shrug my shoulders before I start eating.
“What am I expected to do today?” she asks.
“Stay here. If you run, I’ll hunt you down.”
Nancy places two coffees down before she retreats.
“Why do you have Nancy when she should be off living her best life?”
“I killed her husband,” I answer truthfully.
Kalilah’s mouth falls open, and her hands freeze halfway to her coffee cup. “You what?”
“I killed her husband,” I repeat. She looks over her shoulder to see Nancy humming as she cooks. She does love to cook.
“Aren’t you afraid she’ll, like…try to poison you?” she whispers.
Raising a brow at her, I ask, “You think Nancy would poison me?”
“Well, no, but…you did kill her husband.”
“Eat before your pancakes get cold. I have to go clean up your damn mess.” Looking back down at my food, I’ve suddenly lost my appetite. Standing, I walk into the kitchen with my plate and put it on the counter.
Nancy glances at it before she raises her eyes. “You aren’t hungry?”
“You aren’t trying to poison me, are you?” I ask Nancy.
I hear Kalilah almost choke on whatever she’s eating.
“Well, if I were, would I admit to it?” I watch a slow smile cross Nancy’s face.
Nodding my head, I grab my shit and leave.
“You took her to your house?” Zuko says, shaking his head in disbelief.
“Can I meet her?” Alaska asks. She’s changed the color of her hair again—she tells us it depends on her mood. Today it’s red because she feels like fire.
“Why on earth would you want to meet her?” I ask.
“Seems like she’s around to stay.” We both look at her, confused. “You’ll get it soon. Just wait.”
“No, I will not.”
Alaska leans over my shoulder and says, “Pass me your keys and tell me your passcode. I’m going to visit her.” She holds out her hand in front of my face.
“You allowing this?” I ask my brother. He shrugs. Clearly, he’s whipped by all things Alaska.
