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“Laz!” Neon barked.
But the searing sting shocked me into moving. Only…now I was fucking pissed.
Blade or no blade, I didn’t even see it, not anymore. I swung…and then swung again, stepping around him fast, and drove my knuckles into his kidneys. The bastard buckled, just like I knew he would. There was no stopping me now, no trigger that could be unreleased. There was a switch in me, a switch that was flicked all the way toon.
I drove my knee into his jaw as he dropped to his knees. The knife went flying, clattering to the ground. Shouts came from all around me as I pounced on the guy and fisted his pretty white shirt.
I was all beast.
All savage fucking Stidda beast.
And I fucking loved it.
Fear widened his eyes as I cocked my fist in the air and drove it into his face.
Thud.
Thud.
THUD.
I punched until screams started, his and others, and when they tried to drag me off him, I turned on them, roaring my rage into their shocked expressions.
“Lazarus…” my father called.“Enough.”
I stopped, heart thundering, the heady scent of blood filling my nose…and looked down at what I’d done.
7
Kat
Two days ago…
“Ms. VanHalen?” My driver’s gaze found mine in the rear-view mirror of the limousine. “Is everything okay?”
“Yes, Richard” I answered automatically, and forced a smile. “Everything’s fine.”
“Can I escort you inside?”
I turned my head to the shimmering black glass windows of the Hale Building standing tall like a knife right in the heart of the city. My pulse was frantic, fluttering in my veins. I tried to breathe and think.
No.
Not think.
If I started thinking…then I’d start screaming.
And I wouldn’t stop.
“No, thank you. I’m ready now,” I replied, staring at the front doors.
With the words, he opened his door and strode around the back of the limousine. My door was opened quietly, and a rush of warm spring air hit me as I turned. My driver said nothing as I stepped out of the car and adjusted my black wide-bottom pants suit. It was one of the many things I liked about him. Quiet, careful, formidable when he needed to be. Most of all…he didn’t look at me like he wanted to tear me apart. I gave him a smile. “I won’t be long.”
No…not long at all.
My gold clutch was heavy in my hand, the weight unusual. The gun inside weighed heavily in my thoughts as I slipped in behind a man dressed in black and strode through the black glass doors. Cooled air washed over me as the doors closed behind me. I lifted my gaze to the row of receptionists behind the black marble counter, then glanced away as one made eye contact.
“Is there anything I can assist you with today?” she asked.
