Page 25 of Game of Revenge

“About that. Craig turned down the invitation. According to his emails with Ricky, he doesn't need the measly pocket change like the others do,” Francis says with a smile.

“Five-hundred thousand dollars is pocket change?” Tray stutters, and I grab his hand that's not holding a weapon.

“He needs to be here. He's the leader. The one who orchestrated Brians's death.” My palms are starting to sweat, and I'm beginning to panic.

If he's not here then all this planning is a waste.

“Don't worry, Kier, we took care of it last night when you guys were sleeping. Didn't we, Chuck?” Blakely says with a sinister grin on her face.

Her hair is tied back into a French braid and she painted her face like a skeleton. I guess she's feeling nostalgic. All she's missing is her black top hat.

Chuck walks over to her as she puts her blades into the harness the guys must have gotten her as well.

They really spoil her, and I'm happy she was able to forgive them. I just wish I was able to find my forever crew. I thought I had, but life just continues to shit on me.

“Craig is in the middle of the woods, drugged out of his mind, with a broken ankle, courtesy of this one over here,” he says, then points toward Blakely.

“He tried to run away, and I don't move as fast as I normally can,” she says with a pout.

“Okay, then all we need to do is wait for the others to arrive, then the games can begin.”

My blood is rushing through my veins, setting me on fire. I will make these guys wish they'd never stepped on Brian.

They will pay for their insolence.

I can’t wait to have their bodies beaten and bloody beneath my feet.

Just where they belong.

They will pay for what they did in blood.

“Damn, this is sick,”Mike grunts, moving toward the table with the masks and fake weapons. As if we would supply them with things to fight back with. They deserve every facet of pain.

“Brian loved Halloween. So what better than to honor him with a game?” Francis says with a smile. Her lips are painted a blood red now and she’s changed into a tight little bodysuit.

I've noticed the way Tray can’t keep his eyes off of her.

Blakely is dressed similarly, but you can see her bump through the lyrica.

The guys tried to talk her out of doing this tonight again, worried that the baby may get hurt, but that’s not going to happen.

They shouldn't have given her the new knives. They might have been able to distract her with sex and ice cream if they hadn't.

I wouldn’t be surprised to hear them fucking at some point tonight though. Blood turns B on like nothing else.

Mike walks by and avoids looking at me. I don’t know what’s going on with him. There are times he seems almost happy that Brian is gone, and it’s really pissing me off.

I know they had issues, but they were still brothers.

My heart is dead. Never to be revived again. No matter how hard Tray is working to make me feel better.

Him and Mike should just leave me and go be happy together somewhere. Hell, I’ll even give them the house.

I don’t think I could live there. Not without Brian. Walking through those halls, looking at the places I loved him, or the paint colors we chose together.

No, I can’t move in now.

Tray and Mike can have it, and I’ll just run off somewhere. Maybe I’ll buy this cabin in the woods. After the police do their investigations of course.

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