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“People … most of them are rotten inside. No soul. No heart. They need to face that truth. Confront their demons and leave this world knowing that they’ve been seen for who they truly are.”
The bastard who’d carved out chunks of my flesh while I was still alive. To eat them.
Wow what a sicko
He knew. He fucking knew. And he wasn’t going to give up easily.
Maybe rain and fire both had a place in the world—just not together.
At one time I’d hunted real monsters. Now I played with scum.
“Trade your weapon for your life,” I said coldly, dumping the acid on his exposed cock.
Richter crept into my thoughts again. Would he approve of this? Was this what he wanted from me—a tame version of the monster? Jan would accept me for who I was. We could thrive together, fueled by rage.
“Why the hell is Novak doing this?” Rose snapped, dialing McCourt’s number again. “There could be many reasons, but the most obvious would be to protect the work,” I said.
He prob killed Emmanuel too and lied about it
Jan Novak had stripped away the one thing I held dear, and I’d realized it too late. It was Liam Richter.
Because at the end of the day, Leah, that’s what he is—a ruthless killer who hides his twisted mind beneath a polished exterior, like poison wrapped in silk.” The pain in his eyes left no doubt—this wasn’t just a warning. It was a promise.
he’s in a coma. They said it’s serious. Really serious.”
I’d meant every word when I’d said that McCourt’s death was a logical solution to the problem. And that McCourt himself meant nothing to me. But McCourt meant everything to the one person I cared about—and protecting that person from the reckless spiral that would follow Jan’s attack was what tonight was really about.
“Most great men’s downfall is a woman,” Jan joked softly. “Most great men’s downfall is the man himself,” I countered.
but I refused to accept a world where we sacrificed innocent lives for the so-called greater good. Who the hell got to decide who’d be sacrificed?
With a sharp turn, I steered the car directly onto the tracks, then positioned it to face the direction from which the train would come. I turned off the engine.
Oh lord she's taking them both out together.
“This … all of this. It’s for him, isn’t it? You figured he’d come for me, so you’re killing me first. To save him from himself. And from me.”
When you tried to kill Agent Theo McCourt, you revealed a dark part of yourself. Something all monsters carry: the ability to kill innocent people without remorse. You and I are monsters that don’t belong in this world. And the only way to stop a monster is to kill it.
“No,” I said. “I don’t want to go anywhere. I hope there’s nothing after this. No smiles. No tears. No love. No hate. No afterlife. No rebirth. Just … nothingness.” I felt a sharp ache in my chest as the weight of my lifelong loneliness pressed in from all sides. “I’m not sure I could bear to live another life as lonely as this one.”
“Sixty.” He smiled warmly, squeezing my hand one last time. “I told him if he hit the passenger side of the car at sixty miles per hour, he could get you off the tracks.”
Jan spoke his last words. “I'm not Mojca, by the way—I'm Anton. My little brother somehow managed to push me off just before the train scattered him along the tracks.
I knew it!!!!!
I wasn’t afraid to die. I wasn’t even afraid of living another life of utter loneliness again. But right now, the only thing I feared was that the train might have killed Liam. And I’d die never knowing.
“In some fucked-up way, this might be the ending we all needed,” Rose murmured, her eyes fixed on the burning wreckage.
McCourt was right. As much as I sometimes missed the badge, this job paid a hell of a lot more than the FBI ever had.
In reality, it was Leah who’d hired the team of private nurses and the world’s top brain surgeons.
Theo had been too good at his job. And now, here he was, reduced to a shadow of the man he’d been, all because he’d tried to do the right thing.
Poor guy, he deserved better.
Jan had left me everything. As if he’d always known that I’d take his place. As if grooming me for this role had been part of his plan all along.
The official story was that I’d been Jan Novak’s girlfriend, and we were headed to a vacation home when the car stalled on the tracks. The FBI had been following us, acting on a tip that Carl Carr was planning to make an attempt on my life. Theo McCourt had previously identified Carr on footage near my residence, raising concerns about him stalking me.
As he handed it to me, our fingers brushed, and a strange energy passed between us.
Our eyes met, and in his gaze, there was no anger left, no hatred, not even doubt—only warmth.
awww
a place where justice, morality, and loyalty blurred together.
I stood there, looking at the man I’d once called a friend. Someone who had, in his twisted way, almost cared about me more than anyone else in this ruthless world. Almost.
Emanuel hadn’t betrayed me. He’d kept secrets, yes, but they were out of loyalty to me. He’d abandoned Luca for me. Luca and I locked eyes again in a long, tense gaze. His voice softened as he spoke. “It wasn’t personal, Leah. I hope you can forgive me.”
“I’m the only person who will ever accept you for who you truly are, Leah. Do you really want to be alone for the rest of your life? I did all this for you.” His words hit hard. That last part.
I’d always protected those who needed it and saved the ones who couldn’t save themselves.
Monsters and villains. One you had to kill. The other… was a bit more complicated.
I was a killer of killers. And on a killer’s playground, there was only one rule. Win and live, or lose and die.
