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His hands are open and empty at his sides, a smart way to show me he’s not a threat.
He gives me a wary look before glancing past me into the room.
He works down a swallow before speaking. “Looks like they had some sort of argument.”
“Seems so.” I nod. “Probably time for a new coat of paint.”
I toss the stack of bills, and he catches it against his chest.
Then I walk past him. Back down the hall, through the still rowdy bar, and back out the front door.
No one pays attention to the duffel bag low at my side. No one pays attention to the single dude walking out of the bar. No one follows me.
When I’ve passed the first row of vehicles, I push all of the lingering air out of my lungs, dispelling the taste of being in a small room with a discharged firearm. Then I fill my chest with fresh air.
I’m not desensitized to death.
I know each life is important.
But I also know it’s important to end some of them.
I’m not special. I’m just a man. But I’m a man with the means and the will to do what has to be done.
I’m aware the argument could be made that, based on my headcount, I also deserve to die. And I’m not hypocritical enough to argue against that justification. But until I find an opponent capable of ending my life before I can steal theirs, I’m not going to worry about it.
Ahead of me, a figure steps away from the shadows at the base of the streetlamp.
Her hair is pulled up into a messy knot on the top of her head, but even in the dull light, I recognize the violent red color.
She’s dressed to work in black cargo pants and a tight black tank top. And I know if I’d seen her twenty minutes ago, she’d have been sporting several weapons as well.
“That was quick.” Karmine smirks, stopping on the far side of my pickup.
“No comment,” I reply, moving to the tailgate.
She rests her elbows on the raised side of the bed as I lower the tailgate and retrace the steps to put my weapons back in their places.
She raises her brow at my silenced Glock, but she already answered her curiosity.
I wanted to be quick.
Before closing the tailgate, I drop the duffel into the truck bed and shove it so it slides to a stop in front of Karmine.
Moving so I’m opposite her, I lean against my truck the same way. Just two friends chatting in the parking lot after a night at the bar.
But there are three dead bodies inside the bar, so we shouldn’t chat long.
“There’s something…” She taps a blood-red nail against my truck, and it’s like I can see her thinking. “Who’s the girl?”
I blink once. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She rolls her eyes at me. “How are you such a bad liar?”
I clench my jaw, then huff out my exhale. “She’s my neighbor.”
Karmine’s eyes widen. My answer catches her off guard.
The reaction makes my mouth pull into a half smile. “Nice to see I can still surprise you.”
