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I approached Gavin Crude's mansion, feeling a sense of dread building in my stomach. I knew what I had to do, and just like all other targets, he deserved to die.
But he was also Aiden's father.
I thought again of my mother smiling out of the photo, and sighed under my breath. I hated to risk my life--when it was the baby's life--and I hated to give up my happy ending with Aiden
But I had waited all my life for this.
I had to follow through. I had to get revenge for my parents.
I was going to take Gavin Crude out in his own home.
I rang the doorbell, feeling odd standing in plain sight, where he could see my face, without any disguise or pretense.
One of Gavin's men came to the door.
"Miss Selena," he said, stepping back. "I'll tell Mr. Crude you're here."
"Thank you."
I waited for a few moments in the foyer, and when the man returned, he said, "Please follow me."
I followed him down the hallway to the sitting room, where Gavin waited. He smiled when he saw me, and my fingers twitched.
Planting a fist in his smug face would be satisfying.
But I wasn't here to please myself. Instead, I forced a smile and said, "Aiden sent me. He had urgent business."
"What is it?"
He wasn't surprised. After all, Aiden hadn't carried a cell phone since he met me. He'd told his father he was a technophobe. After Gavin found his phone bricked right before the attempt on his life, Aiden didn't want to give the assassin an easier entry into their lives.
"He knows who the assassin truly is," I said.
Gavin stood. His hands trembled slightly. He was afraid, and that sent a jolt of power through me. How did it feel for him to be the one afraid when he had caused so much pain?
But he still sounded in control when he asked, "Does he want me to meet him somewhere to deal with this assassin?"
"No," I rose too, already pulling the silenced pistol out from beneath my jacket. "Because I'm your killer."
His lips parted in shock right before I squeezed the trigger, putting a bullet through his brain. I didn’t waste time.
He crumpled to the carpet, still looking offended.
I fired my pistol repeatedly as I ran out of the house, instinctively killing Gavin's two guards that tried to stop me. The men fell like bowling pins, arms and legs splaying into unnatural positions.
It was over. I tucked the still-hot gun back under my jacket, its presence a hard, comforting weight even if it singed my skin slightly. After all, I'd learned over the past few weeks that I wasn't afraid of pain.
I slid into the passenger seat of the nondescript car, which I knew didn't even belong to Man's contact.
"Would you please drive me to the airport?" I asked. “Time for me to go home.”
And so without any fanfare, I left behind the man who had murdered my parents.
And I left behind his son and the other men I'd come to love.
CHAPTER35
Selena
