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She backs up a step like Dess just slapped her across the face.
“What do you want?” she snaps. “If it’s a retraction, fine. I’m convinced. I’ll have Meghan work night and day to scrub away every trace of your little scandal. I’ll... I’ll even pay damages. A reasonable sum we can agree on, I’m sure.”
Poor, devious little witch.
It should be more enjoyable, watching her squirm as it sinks in just how fucked she is.
I’ve met people like Adriana Cerva before. They were as common as crows in Uncle Aidan’s world. Cold-blooded, ruthless, dangerous when cornered, always willing to draw blood to shut you up.
Only, unlike my uncle’s soldiers, I’m positive she didn’t think far enough through the consequences of her actions.
That’s natural when you’ve never had to face any karma before. Until now, she’s gotten away with all the shit she’s pulled.
She still thinks she can bargain her way out of this.
Best of all, she still thinks it’s about fucking money.
I touch Destiny’s leg under the table, just to reassure her.
Let’s bring this home.
Together.
Her foot nudges mine, and I keep my face expressionless as I stare at Adriana.
Her throat works, but she can’t quite clear it.
Her voice comes out gravelly and broken when she says “Jesus, what do you people want? Tell me!”
“Confess,” I bite off like a gunshot.
Again, she shakes her head like it’s falling off, unable to even process what I’m asking.
“Confesswhat?I didn’t do anything!” she snarls.
“Meghan sent me a message,” Destiny tells her. “The kid you hired to cut the fuel line confessed everything yesterday. We know he came aboard to load food and beverages. We already have the written statement, so you can quit pretending.”
Adriana breathes raggedly through her nose. “That... that doesn’t prove anything.”
Why do they always do this? Deny?
She’s cracking up like a thawing lake.
I can see the fear snapping in her eyes, the panicked way she looks around the room like she’s searching for an escape.
Destiny senses it, too, as she grabs her phone and sets it neatly on the table, tapping at the screen to open the recording app.
“A verbal confession. That’s all we’re looking for, Adriana,” she tells her. “Let it go easy and we’ll get right out of your hair.”
Adriana’s face twists like she’s possessed.
I stiffen in my chair, ready to throw Destiny out of harm’s way the second Miss Cerva looks like she’s about to go full stupid.
The woman takes a deep breath and steps forward, her eyes glinting as she looks over her shoulder at a rack of knives.
Just then, the door flies open.
What fucking timing.
