Chris’s eyes are liquid fire. “No. He needs to be hurt forthis.”
I put my hand on his arm. “We got what we needed. We have him now. Let’sgo.”
I can tell he wants to go down there and kill Dustin. I think he would actually do it for me, if I askedhim.
“Chris,” I saysoftly.
He looks at me. He lets out abreath.
“Come on,” Ethansays.
We file out of the house, moving quickly. Dustin doesn’t come back upstairs, and soon we’re back in the car, drivingaway.
My heart’s beating so fast I can barely breathe. That was the most intense moment of my entire life. I felt like I witnessed pure evil, real fucking evil. The kind of darkness that kills for noreason.
The guys are right, Dustin could be a serial killer. But he also cares about fame. He wants to be famous so badly, I think he’ll do anything to get it. And with this tape and video, I think we can controlhim.
Will touches my shoulder. “Are you okay?” he asksme.
I nod. “I’mokay.”
He grins at me. “You kicked him in thenuts.”
“Yeah,” I say, grinning back. “Right in the balls. Hard as Icould.”
The whole car starts laughing. Me, Ethan, Will, and Chris all laugh like it’s the funniest thing in the world, letting some of the tensionescape.
“Come on, let’s go home,” Ethansays.
“Home?” I askhim.
He grins at me. “You’llsee.”
We speed off toward the city and I feel more proud of myself than I’ve ever felt before. I stood up to evil and I kicked it in the nuts. I can’t imagine being more badass thanthat.
25
Tori
We endup back at the studio, but instead of working or recording, we’recelebrating.
Ethan comes up from the basement with five bottles of champagne. The guys cheer and crack two open right away, pouring out glasses. I take mine, laughing along with them, smiling anddrinking.
“I wish I could have seen his face,” Chris says. “That littleshit.”
“Right in the nuts! He fucking deserved it.” Hunter leans up against the piano,laughing.
“I was scared like crazy,” I admit to them, smiling huge. “I didn’t expect him to go nuts likethat.”
“He’s a fucking psycho, but we got him,” Willsays.
“We got him all right,” Chris agrees. “Now we’ll make him our fuckingbitch.”
“That tape could ruin his career easily,” Ethan says, laughing. “I mean, god, it couldn’t have been moreperfect.”
“Except for him almost hurtingher.”
Everyone stops and looks at Jordan. He’s not smiling along with everyone, feeling triumphant and joyful. He stands up slowly and walks towardme.