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“I don’t know who you are, sir, but if my friend says you need to stop, then you have to listen to her.”
“Who are you?” I demand, getting irritated at the unwelcome distraction. My squad is watching me, waiting for their orders, and I give them the signal to approach.
“Last week you tried to attack a house, your men were destroyed. All of them, dead.”
I freeze, not continuing to crawl forward, not daring to breathe.
“My friend saw it happen, she tried to save someone—” There’s silence, the crackle of static, and her voice comes back. “Carter, she tried to save Carter. That’s how we got the radio.”
“I’m listening…” I whisper, remembering hearing the slaughter over the radio as Carter was begging for backup. He was one of my best lieutenants, and then he was nothing. All we got from that raid was the information where the bitch was hiding out, and it wasn’t worth the loss. I would have found her eventually. The first voice comes back, and as she speaks I hear her walking away from the second voice.
“You have to trust me, I don’t want any more innocent lives lost. Angelica has something new, something you can’t fight like you fight her sons. You have to pull your men out now before it’s too late!”
“It’s already too late!” a female voice hisses behind me.
I roll over to see Angelica herself standing over me. Before I can react, she lunges, pinning me to the ground with a sickly smile on her deformed and scared face. “Listen, Sebastian. Hear them as they die. I want you to remember every single moment of this…” She grabs my radio, pressing the button just as the screaming begins.
I start to struggle, trying to push her off, but my legs are pinned to my sides by her strong thighs. She laughs into the receiver making every scream more sickly, every death cry hitting my soul harder and harder.
“Retreat!” I roar. “Get the fuck out of here! Get to safety!”
“It’s too late for that, little Knight,” Angelica says as she pokes my nose. She raises her face to the sky, cackling, and then screams into the radio. “Too little too late, you bitch…”
“Dominique will find you! She will end you for this!” the first voice declares.
Dominique? She’s been missing for two months, I assumed she was dead. If she’s not, then who’s she with? Who are these girls who tried to warn me?
“Tell her I’m waiting!” Angelica croons before she slams the radio into my head over and over until I lose consciousness.
“I got men killed, men who were my friends. I led them on a mission and they all died,” I snap, pulling away from Fayla’s hand.
“Oh…” she says, her voice hushed as she pulls her hand back through the hole. I turn to look at her, worried what she might think of me now, but her eyes through the hole are as kind as they’ve always been. “Did you intend to kill them?” she asks.
I balk. “Of course not!”
“Then how does that make you the bad guy?” She cocks her head to the side, and I find myself at a loss for words. “If you didn’t take them there to kill them, then how is their death your fault?”
“I got a warning, I didn’t listen. But that’s not the point! Fayla, I went there to kill—” I take a deep breath, running my hands through my hair, “I went there, here, to kill Angelica and her whole family. Ikillpeople, Fayla. I’m amurderer.”
“Is that how you ended up down here?” she asks.
My jaw drops. That’s all she cares about?
“Fayla, I’m a killer. I kill people who do things I don’t approve of. I’ve taken out entire families, burned down houses. I’m a cruel bastard!”
“Did they deserve it?”
“What? What the fuck, woman? How can you be that fucking innocent?”
“What is fuck and fucking? You keep using these words but—”
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” I stand, pacing the floor of my cell as rage rips through me. Fayla needs to be afraid of me, she needs to understand who I am and what I’ve done. Her innocence isn't for me. She should stay far, far away from me.
“I’m not joking, Sebastian. If they deserved it then maybe you were doing the right thing?” she whispers.
I crouch to look at her through the hole. Her eyes widen when our gazes lock and her little pink tongue flicks out and wets her lips. I get lost staring at her for a moment, staring at her lips. The top one is ever so slightly smaller than the bottom, which seems to have a perpetual and adorable pout.
There’s that word again! Adorable! You know what her mouth is? Fuckable. That’s what it is. Maybe I should show her how dangerous I am, maybe corrupting her innocence is a way to get her to realize what a dirtbag I truly can be.
