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Think hard, Sydney. We all have to live with our choices.”
“The next time you point a gun at someone, make sure you’re ready to pull the trigger.”
Perhaps, but Marcella Riggins was no man.
She adored him. And he enjoyed the attention.
He wasn’t prone to making mistakes, except where Victor Vale was concerned.
Victor had always possessed the unnerving ability to get under Eli’s skin, interrupt his focus.
Eli would save Victor for himself.
Scientists condemned before they were lauded. Gods crucified before they were worshipped.
Victor went around acting like the world was one big game of chess. Tapping people and saying, “You’re a pawn, you’re a knight, you’re a rook.”
It crept through his limbs, a warning, that old gut feeling that said wrong wrong wrong—
“I will ruin you,” she recited, softly. Almost reverently.
whatever’s happened to you, however you’re hurt, you’ve done it to yourself.”
Marcella wasn’t self-destructing. She was preening.
“The hunter is mine,” he growled.
“He doesn’t know how patient you are,” he said. “Doesn’t know you like I do.”
“No,” he said softly. “No one ever has.”
but Eli would recognize him anywhere.
“I would bury myself if I could.”
And then Mitch grabbed his coat, and his keys, and went to save Victor.
Eli was loose, and Sydney was lost, and those two things made Victor immovable.
You two can circle each other forever, but there’s only one way it ends, Victor, and it’s not in your favor.”
FOR five years, Victor Vale had lived in Eli’s head.
To think that, in a way, the two of them were working together again. Like old times—or like they could have been, perhaps.
It was almost poetic,
Run, thought Victor, and he could see the response in Eli’s coiled frame. Chase me.
With Eli unable to heal and Victor unable to hurt—they were finally on equal ground.
EVERY end may be a new beginning, but every beginning had to end.
Victor reached out and put a hand on her cheek, the gesture so strange, so gentle, it stopped her cold.
She met his eyes. Those eyes that after everything still felt like family, like safety, like home.
The way the knowledge knocked Victor off-balance. A counterweight finally removed. An opposite but equal force erased.
