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“Shhhh,” I say, forcing my heart to be a cold, dead rock in my chest. “Stop it.”
A whimper comes out of her instead, her hands moving to secure Winnie, who calms instantly as Paigelynn caresses her.
“P-p-please, Cam, what are you doing?”
“Show me your gun.”
“You searched me!”
“Doesn’t mean you won’t go for a weapon the second I relax. Tell me the truth.”
“I am! If I had one, I’d have told you. Oh my God, you killed Jason.Jason!Jason,” she babbles, her lower lip quivering, her head swiveling as she looks at the dead men, then away, looks again, then away.
“They were about to hand you off to that guy in the van.”
“You keep saying that, but how can I trust you?”
“You don’t have a choice, Paigelynn.”
“The Mother was right. She wasright. All men except for my future husband are sick with need and will corrupt me. Ruin me. Defile me. I should never have trusted you. Please. Go ahead,” she says, looking up at me suddenly.
“Go ahead and what?”
In a stunningly, achingly beautiful display of grace, Paigelynn spreads her arms, arching her back as she rests on her knees in submissive style. Her pert breasts beg to be touched. She shoos Winnie to run away. The little Chihuahua stops at Jason’s dead hand and begins licking it, whimpering.
Paigelynn’s gaze narrows, eyes full of steel will.
“Kill me. Kill me now.”
My heart starts banging on my ribs like it’s screaming at me to stop.
“I already told you. I don’t want to kill you. I will if you try to kill me.”
“Why wouldItry to killyou?”
“Because as you said, you are the queen. The Prophecy above all, my queen. Right?”
“How can you say that while killing my followers?”
“They were never,everyour true followers. They were like Rudy.”
She stiffens at the mention of his name. Aha. Finally.
I’ve hit a nerve.
“Rudy betrayed the Prophecy,” she says in a small voice, the bridge of her nose scrunching up.
“So did Jason and Malcolm.”
Uncertain, she looks at them, then away.
“Paigelynn,” I say, voice rough on purpose, in her face and confrontational. “You’re going to end up dead if you don’t come with me.”
“I’m afraid I’ll be dead if I do.”
“Then pick, damn it.” I grab her arm, forcing her to her feet. “You have three seconds.”
“I can’t! You — you pick for me!”
