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Remi stands between us, shouting, “Shut up, both of you! Shut up! Fighting right now won’t help! We need to think!”
Octavius whimpers, palming his head, and his rocking becomes more violent, snapping our attention to him.
Yes, he’s our priority now, and silence hangs heavily between us all as our next actions will decide our future.
Either we act in unity and fix everything, or prove once and for all that our friendship wasn’t strong enough to withstand our individual demons.
Clearing his throat, Santiago orders Antonio, “Delete all the footage from the camera right now.” The butler nods, ready to bolt, but his next words stop him. “If you ever speak to anyone about what happened tonight, you will be guilty too. Keep that in mind.”
Antonio nods again and darts away while Santiago turns to us. “Any ideas on how to handle this? Think fast. At this point, we will all be guilty of the crime. Our lawyers won’t be able to help us.”
“We need to hide the body,” I say, rubbing my face and unbuttoning my suit jacket. I should have changed, after all, not that I imaged having to get rid of the body in a suit.
Remi fists his hands by his sides. “There is blood everywhere, his DNA and fingerprints. We can’t just hide it. They will search for it; he’s one of the richest guys in the country. Besides, how do you plan to get rid of it?”
“I don’t know, Remi. What am I? A serial killer on the fucking hunt?” I spit so he won’t suspect anything. The last thing I want is for them to figure out I’ve killed people in the past and know how to dispose of bodies in many ways.
Santiago snaps his fingers. “Serial killer. We have one in the country right now, right?”
“Right. They mentioned it on the news. What does he—” Remi’s eyes widen. “He might be the cover we need.”
He opens his mouth to comment when Octavius whispers, “Florian.” I rush to him and land on my knees, mindful of not stepping in the blood, and place my hands on his shoulders. “What have I done, Florian?” His voice finally rings with awareness, and he looks over my shoulder at the guys. “What have I done?” A horrified expression crosses his face, and he shakes his head. “I killed him. Fuck, I killed him.” Tears form in his eyes. “Estella. She will be all alone.” He whispers the last part.
“No, we have a plan,” I reassure him, hoping he believes me and gives up that sense of honor he loves to display to everyone but himself.
“No!” he shouts, slamming his fist into his chest. “My fault. I did the crime. Get out. Get out, all of you, and I’ll call the cops. Turn myself in. Just promise to take care of Estella,” he tells me and adds, “please.”
I squeeze him harder, my voice turning deadly. “I’ll do anything for you, man, but not this. We will find a way.”
“There is no fucking way! I’m a murderer! Get out!”
Santiago comes to us and slaps Octavius hard across his face.
“The fuck, Santiago!” I roar, but he pushes me back too, holding Octavius’s gaze that’s finally cleared, and his brown pools finally comprehend the extent of the situation we’re in.
Maybe our friend needs tough love, after all. “No one is going to prison because of your irresponsible ass. Our future is on the line. Now snap out of your fucking shock. We need to take care of your mess, and we have no time to console you.” He blinks, and Santiago takes a deep breath, and whatever he’s thinking…must match our thoughts as well.
In order to survive right now, we have to stick together.
So that’s what we do.
On that day, we had to become friends again, as we were connected by a secret, and everyone watched our moves for a long time.
We repaired our bonds, learned together new ways to torture monsters, and built our own dungeons, causing mayhem wherever we went.
Slowly, but not instantly, we became an unbreakable unit, destroying anything standing in our way.
Except…
Our unity couldn’t withstand one thing.
My forbidden love.
Florian
“I hope you have a plan because I’m tired.” Remi seethes as he walks into my house, and Octavius salutes him with a whiskey bottle. He pours the alcohol into the two glasses as he stands near the bar. “This is getting ridiculous. Fix the damage, Florian, before we all lose our empires.”
Dropping on the couch and kicking my feet up on the table, I rest my head against the cushions while he frowns at me. “I agree. Have you tried talking to your best friend about it? He’s the one who declared war on us all.” I accept the glass from Octavius, who sits on the chair beside me. “It’s not like I’m having the best time of my life either.”
