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I drop my face as tears build in my eyes for the last brother I had and now have lost.
It never gets any easier, loss.
“Tell me, Stanner, how did it feel to wake up thinking you’d raped that girl?”
“I—I didn’t remember. Not until recently when memories kept coming back in these odd waves. But some weren’t right. Some were skewed.”
“Mmm, the brain will play tricks on you. Especially when drugs are involved.”
“Wait, you…” I lift my face towards him again as pride washes over his features.
“You know, when she let me into her bedroom willingly awhile back, I don’t think she realized that I was the very man she was looking for. But man was it sweet to have her open to me willingly. Though, I’ve always like it when they scream.”
“I think after today I’m going to like the sound of screams, too,” a female voice sounds, and Wes is too late in turning around. Carina is on him with a gun, her faithful pitbull pressing another gun to Wes’s left temple in a flash.
A tremble of relief moves through me, but it’s tangled with pain and worry for what Carina just had to hear firsthand.
“Drop the gun, Detective Dickhead,” Gage snarls, and respect grows in my chest for him.
Wes drops the gun to the ground, and Carina kicks it away from him. Gage nods at her.
“Emery, get out of that chair,” Carina tells me, her voice quaking with emotion.
I quickly stand and push it toward where she is backing Wes up.
“Sit,” she commands, and I think both Gage and I feel both our own knees try to buckle under the power of it.
Wes drops down as I round behind Carina. His face is still smug as ever. That is, until she rears back with her weapon and cracks it across his face.
Wes turns back, nose bleeding, and spits blood onto the floor near her feet.
“What is the matter with you? Who the fuck are you? I remember riding with you somewhere and you looked scared!” Carina’s voice is wavering, but the strength she exudes is beautiful.
Gage doesn’t move his gun an inch, only keeps it fixed to Wes’s temple in case he needs to take out the threat to his girl.
And I’m forever grateful that he’s the kind of man he is. For her. For me.
“Oh, honey, you didn’t know me too well. Did she, Stanner?” He looks around Carina to me.
“What’s he talking about?” She turns toward me, not moving her weapon off Wes.
I sigh. “We had a running joke about him having multiple personalities back in high school. He could cry on a dime if he was in trouble. Or look afraid if a teacher scolded him. It got him out of so much shit. Now, I think we were right. He’s a fucking sociopath!”
Wes chuckles, rolling his eyes. “I know you are, but what am I? Get on with it already, either shoot the fucking gun or let me go.”
“We’ve got far better plans for you,” Gage mumbles, and Wes eyes him.
“Who the fuck are you again?”
I laugh. “That’s the stalker you swore was in her head.”
Wes’ brows raise. “Well, that’s a plot twist I didn’t see coming.”
“Why?” Carina breaks in. “Why did you do what you did to me that night?”
“Oh, don’t be like that, sweetheart. It only hurt for a minute, right?” Wes taunts, leaning forward as Carina gasps and steps backward into me.
It’s as if his words are the key to unlocking everything she had inside her mind. Everything she’d hidden from herself.
