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I now know what evil lurks where even the light is afraid to shine.
“Whoever hurt you, they must have hurt you bad. And now you’re confused. This”—I tighten the band of rope around my hand until my skin puckers from the restraint—“is all about give and take. And what happened to you, I’m assuming, wasn’t a choice. They took. And took.”
“Now you’re here, trying to unravel the mystery,” I continue. “Wanting to understand if it’s because of what happened to you that you crave the pain, or if it was there all along, but has now become warped. Misshapen.” Her breath stutters past her lips on a gasp. “If it’s distorted you.”
“No, you’re a goddess.”
“Because you’re my vision.”
She will be mine.
“I help free you, and you allow me to worship you.”
“When you finally understand everything, you’ll know just how much power you truly have over me.”
No, this one has a very specific target. Me.
She walks in beauty, like the night
Written in blood, and then wiped clean. Blood. It’s always blood.
A single, jagged slash across the second victim’s collarbone. He sacrificed his kill method to send a message. The recipient: me.
“I am flattered, though. The fact that you presumed I was meticulous enough to be your killer—that’s a surreal kind of compliment coming from Agent Bonds. But still”—he pulls away and looks into my eyes—“you came alone. I don’t know if that excites me or angers me. What if I had been him, Sadie? I mean, what the hell? Do you have a death wish?”
“The only way to face your demon is to free it, Sadie.”
“I’m going to make you feel that word for what it truly is; yours. It won’t belong to anyone else after this. You are beautiful, goddess.”
