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“I’m not here to hurt them, I’m here to tell you the truth,” Havoc says, raising his hands in surrender.
“What truth?” I ask as I pull Lev to sit beside me again. Alexi stays standing, eyeing Havoc like a guard dog.
I know Havoc has a third knife on him, we always have three. But I’m not stripping him of his last defense and as far as the guys know, he doesn’t have any left so itshouldbring down the hostility in the room as well as let Havoc know that I still trust him.
It doesn’t.
Alexi looks ready to attack as Havoc inches closer. I reach out for him though and Alexi finally moves out from in front of the bed. Havoc leans over and wraps me in a warm hug.
“I’m so sorry,” he says in a whisper. “I truly didn’t know he was planning this.”
In all the time I’ve known him, the only time I’ve heard an apology slip through his lips was when he whispered it to his dead wife. So, him apologizing to me has every hair on my body standing at attention.
“What are you sorry for?”
He pulls back and sits in the chair beside my bed, taking my hand in his.
“This is going to be a lot, and I need you to let me get through all of it until the end okay? Save the questions for after.” I nod, slightly annoyed that he knows me and my reactions to new information so well.
“I was just coming back from a mission when I went to see Adrik. He was in his office on the phone. Usually, when I see he’s on the phone, I’ll wait outside so I don’t bother him, but this time I listened when I heard your name. He sent the men here after you. Not the ones that went after Alexi, we still aren’t sure who did that, but the ones who put you here.” He gestures to the bed, and my world spins.
“I started doing some digging,” he continues, “and I found that he was responsible for a lot of the stuff that happened to you. Adrik is the one who had that checkpoint set up which caused you to fail your challenge, and then he sent Giovanni after you when you escaped. I don’t know the reason behind it but when I questioned him, he threatened me and I knew then I needed to warn you.”
Nausea and anger rise in me so swiftly that I attempt to get out of the bed without thinking. Lev pulls me back to him as I shake my head, not wanting any of this to be true.
Why would he do this to me?
“He also hired and forced students and teachers here to come after you. I don’t know all the details, but I do know he’s been keeping tabs on you.”
“Why?” I croak out, not able to understand.
“I think he wanted to control you and make you kill Boris. In my research, I was also able to uncover that Boris wasn’t the one to kill your parents. I don’t know for sure if it was Adrik or whoever he was working with at the time but the evidence points to him being the one to set it up.”
“WHAT?” I scream, now fully freaking the fuck out.
“I think that’s enough for now,” Alexi says to Havoc.
“You mean there's more?” I yell. “This motherfucker who called himself my family and pretended to care has more to add to the list other than the fact that I’ve just been a pawn in his little game for the past eleven years?”
I know I’m asking to be pulled back under right now, but I cannot seem to fathom how this is all true. Yet, as the idea settles, it really hits me.
“There’s one last thing,” Havoc says, looking at Alexi, silently asking permission to finish. This man should know me better by now.
“You better look me in my motherfucking eyes and tell me the last thing, or I will fight tooth and nail until I land a hit on both of your faces,” I say, looking between Havoc and Alexi with the fury of Hades so strong in my eyes I’m stunned my hair doesn’t morph into blue flames.
“The reason, at least the only one I can seem to find so far for this, is because Boris stole Adrik’s fiancé and in some way, your father betrayed him too, but I don’t know how.”
I laugh, actually full-blown belly laugh to the point where the freshly stitched knife wound throbs, but I can’t stop it. I laugh hysterically until tears fill my eyes, not all from pain but from how truly fucked this all is.
He did this all for a girl. He ruined my life because of a fucking girl. A girl who’s dead.
These men stare at me like I’ve officially lost it, and maybe I have. I just found out the reason I was trained to be an assassin, the reason I was sent to a prison camp to be raped and tortured, was all for a motherfucking dead person and some stupid semblance of revenge?
All of the trauma, all of the sleepless nights and agony I endured was pointless. All the fighting, clawing my way to get this revenge he made me believe would fix me, was all for nothing. I thought he cared about me. I thought he cared about them. And now I’m nowhere near getting my revenge because I have no idea who fucking killed my parents, and my life has been spent doing someone else’s dirty work.
This can’t be right. He’s supposed to be smarter than that. He trained me. Never get emotional. It was his one rule.
But everything about the person he created me to be was a reflection of his own emotions.
