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While we wait, I punch Wes in the arm. “What the hell, man?” I hiss. “Have you already forgotten about Athelia?”
“No,” he growls.
Wes doesn’t have to say another word. Athelia pissed him off tonight—we all did. The main reason we took this job is because of the cash, but the secondary reason is almost as important.
The older we get, the harder it is to keep the darker parts of us in check. Ilikehurting people, and so does Wes. Cal does as well, even if we’ve had to coax him slowly into embracing that side of himself.
Tormenting Athelia over the past three years provided us with a certain amount of relief, but it was never meant to be enough. Especially not now that we’ve all realized we canhaveher, not hurt her.
Taking assignments from Charlotte has supplied us with a way to satisfy the monsters inside of us. And right now, Wes is close to losing control with Athelia. He has to let out some of his anger, and we’d all prefer if he directed it somewhere other than her.
“There’s a job that looks like it’ll be a decent fit.” Char looks up from her phone, which she’s been typing on for the past few minutes. “It’ll take you about an hour. It’s mostly on your way back to campus as well.”
“That sounds perfect,” I reply. We’ll be home in no time.
“There will be three of them. Two men, one woman.” Charlotte glances between me and Wes. “Can Cal join you?”
“No,” we say at the same time.
“You’re sure the two of you can handle it?”
“In our sleep,” Wes replies smoothly. “Any additional details?”
“Just have fun with it.”
The grin that takes over Wes’s face would scare me if a matching one wasn’t already on my own features.
Char explains more about the situation we’ll be walking into. As always, she gives us as little information as possible. No names, no details about why they need to die. Not even a fucking hint.
I like it that way. If these people deserve to die, I don’t want to know. I’m not doing this to feel like a hero. If anything, that takes the fun out of it.
“We’ll check in when we’re done,” Wes says before putting his helmet on.
Char’s mouth twitches, which I’m pretty sure indicates her body trying to smile. Never seen her do it, though. As I turn away, I’m pretty sure she looks… proud of us.
It shouldn’t, but it makes my heart swell. The happier she is with us, the better our assignments are. The better our assignments are, the more fun we get to have.
And Iguessa small part of me likes her well enough that I’m glad to give her something to be proud of.
“Take care, Char,” I tell her before sliding my helmet over my head.
She doesn’t respond, other than to settle herself in her Bugatti and watch us ride off.
. . .
We abandon our bikes a quarter mile from the abandoned warehouse. The last thing we want to do is announce ourselves, so moving in on foot is the bestoption.
Giddy anticipation rushes through me as we walk side by side. This will be our first kill of the school year. It’s only been a couple months since my last one, but the itch to shed blood has been growing inside me. I didn’t realize just how much I’ve been craving this until Char gave us the assignment.
Gravel crunches under our feet as I position my ski mask over my face. The air is cool, the ground damp. At some point in the night, it must’ve rained over here.
“What the fuck did Cal mean?” Wes says out of nowhere.
“He said a lot of things, man.”
“Athelia said she hated us, and I said the feeling was mutual.”
Right.I sigh. “And then Cal said it’s not.”
