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The bleakness of her grin turns Cheshire-like now that the gun’s pointed at Cole.
“Why are you here?” Iceman asks, unblinking, unafraid still as he shifts the topic back to what I swear is a lifetime ago. The entire reason we’re at Eli’s house to begin with. “You know something,” he adds. Those keen eyes of his never missing a thing.
Her mouth droops, hysterical hyena fits of laughter erupting from her windpipe.
“Straight to the point, just like your father,” Lorna chortles even as Cole winces at the unwanted comparison. “That’s correct. I did. The problem is I’m no longer sure if I want to be so helpful.”
The gun moves, resting under her chin like a hand should, before she moves it again. Her eyes have gone so wild and sporadic, like her actions, that I doubt she’s noticed she’s even taken it off him.
I breathe a silent breath of relief.
“Why should I? It’s not like Silas would appreciate me more for it,” she hiccups, delirious. Her wrist flip-flops back and forth.
Then the tip of the deadly metal is rammed under Silas’s chin. Lorna’s smirk is alive and bright. That of a fiend.
He swallows. The man who is only ever arrogant is suddenly scared. More than that, he’s petrified. His entire one personality trait, shifting.
The pawn she’d been in this man’s world, has disintegrated.
Never moving her arm, Lorna looks over her shoulder right at Sgt. Daniels. “Gotta say I was a little shocked to find out what your wife had done though. Didn’t realize we’re so… similar.”
She’d paused before that last word like she was debating, even though it’s clear she knew what she wanted to say.
I want to reach for Cole, but I’m too stunned to move. What’s she talking about? If Eli’s father knows what she’s referring to he refuses to give it away.
The only thing he does is exhale, but it’s deep.
The muscles in Silas’s neck work, face flushed now as her focus goes back. “Men always do underestimate women though,” she muses, winking. The playfulness of the action far too similar to the good-naturedness of her son’s.
“Not when you choose to manipulate,” Abram growls. Making himself present once again.
Lorna glances between the pair of them, so hard you’d thought she was plucking at the strings of a fiddle.
Neck craning back to Silas, her arm is rod straight. The bottom of his chin moves higher. “You know, I thought I wanted you. Now I only want totakefrom you, and I plan on doing just that—”
“—Wait!”
Everyone’s head, even Madison’s, who I honestly forgot in the midst of all this chaos was here—with her tape-covered mouth turns sharply at the new voice.
“I have what you want,” the female says, stepping farther into the dull light.
My brows pinch in confusion, knowing I’ve seen that short blonde bob of a haircut before. For the life of me, I can’t remember where.
Then it hits me.
Before—the first time, she’d been wearing an awful tweed suit the color of boogers. It was awful then and I’m positive if I saw it again, I’d think it in the same matter.
I mumble, “Samantha,” at the same time, Eli says, “Mom?”
Our heads turn in the same stunned direction. Neither of us understanding the other.
Mom?
forty-six
Rory
Hersmirkfadesintoa loose nothing. “Actually, it’s Sarah.”
