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“Why did you two break up?” I don’t really want to know, but I need to know.
Jez swings her head, her brows drawn up in confusion. “We didn’t break up. We never dated. He’s my best friend.”
“Yeah… okay.” I look out the window. “Grim only married me because when he looks at me, he sees the one person he couldn’t save… his mom.”
“Bullshit!” Jez slams her fist down on the console, causing me to jump. “It’s not Grim’s fault he couldn’t save his mom, it’s mine.”
Now I’m really confused. “What are you talking about?”
Tears slide down Jez’s cheeks, and she wipes them away hastily. “I’m good with computers. After Grim left home, he asked me to monitor his parents,” she says cryptically. “It was my job to keep an eye on things. Unfortunately, I found out too late how bad they were. The last time Grim saw his mom, she was lying in a bed, beaten, bloody, and dying. I fucked up, and Grim could’ve saved her.”
I hang my head in shame. Grim didn’t mention Jez’s part in his story when he told me about his parents. It was never my intention to cause her pain.
“You love him,” I state matter-of-factly.
“Of course, I love him… He’s my best friend, another big brother,’ she confirms. “I’m the annoying little sister he never had. But we were never more than that, Violet.”
“Did you know hekills people?”
“He told you?”
“You knew!” I shriek.
“Yes,” she says calmly, like we’re talking about the latest episode ofNew Girl.
“And you’re okay with it?”
She blows out a long breath. “Look Violet, there’s a lot of damn evil in this world. Grim does his part to rid the world of that evil. There are some things the justice system just can’t fix.”
“It’s not right,” I point out.
“No, I suppose you wouldn’t think it is.” She pauses. “Let me ask you something. If you had a daughter and she was killed by a drunk driver, the same drunk driver that had been convicted time and time again but never saw the inside of a jail cell because of who his father was, what would you do?”
I don’t even hesitate. “I’d kill him.”
Murder is a sin, but I know with all my heart I would do it.
She raises her brow as I let her question and my answer sink in.
“Grim helps those people get justice.” She hammers her point home.
I don’t necessarily agree with her, but I have a better understanding of what he was trying to explain earlier.
“What happened to his dad?” Deep down, I’m pretty sure I know the answer.
“He killed him.”
“At least he got justice for his mom.” I stare back out the window so she can’t see the tears in my eyes.
“Grim loves you.”
“No, he doesn’t,” I choke out. “Grim wanted someone to rescue. I fit the bill.”
“Why the hell do you think that?”
“I told Grim I loved him,” I admit. “He didn’t say it back, even after he told me about his mom.”
“Violet,” she says softly. “Grim loves you.”
