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“The mouthy one wants to talk to her. No, not the Russian. Tobias Mitchell’s son.”
“You are also my priority. I would have always hunted for you to the ends of the fucking earth, little one. I know you didn’t have the best relationship with your father, your brothers are useless pricks, and my son is shackled to a bitch on an insane power trip, but you have me.”
I huff out a laugh and wipe my eyes. “Sometimes I forget you’re an unfeeling idiot.”
He grimaces; he hates compliments and softness. “Shut up or I’ll take you back.”
“For once in your life, stop fucking talking, Bernadette.”
“That I’m still in love with you.”
My love might not be enough for you, but it’s all I have left. I love you. I love you so fucking much that I want to live.”
Cassie comes running straight for us, but I roll my eyes and put a bullet in her skull before she can reach me.
I’ll have all of that. You won’t. Because Stacey Rhodes has been mine since the day I fucking met her.”
And if by some miracle you make it to heaven, I hope my mother kicks your ass. If not…” I lean forward to whisper in his ear as the gurgling stops. “I’ll see you in hell.”
“And lastly, the most important person in my life, my girl Stacey Rhodes. My Freckles. My forever. What can I say to make any of this better? I hope my death means you’re free, and that—”
I try to take his hand, but he pulls away, and my heart sinks.
“On your twelfth birthday, I…” She pauses. “I took my first steps and walked straight into your arms.
I offer Kade my hand again, and I hold my breath until he grips it like a vice, his throat bobbing.
“What will you do with your freedom?”
“Win my girl back.”
Victims have come forward and given evidence. Everyone is backing you, Kade. And I mean everyone.”
