Page 15 of Lost in Life

Kate’s voice fills my head as my vision fades in and out, flashes of her mangled body replacing the world around me just as quickly as it disappears.

As I dive into the safety of my car, locking the doors and hiding behind the blacked out windows, I wonder if I really am in hell.

The ghost of my past haunts me while the demon who brought upon her demise saunters back into my life.

“Zayn, he needs to die.”

He will.

That much I can promise.

Carver found me, and I can only assume it wasn’t by accident. But little does he know that I’m not the same kid I was twenty years ago.

An eerie calm washes over me as I’m reminded of just who I am now.

Blowing out a breath, I feel the corner of my lips lift up. I pull my phone out of my pocket and pull up the text conversation. Ignoring the link, I quickly type out my own message. The response is immediate, my grin widening. Dropping the phone into my cup holder, I throw the car in reverse and speed out of the parking area.

Me

Change of plans. I need all the info you can

find on Carver Hayes. Deep dive.

T

Got it. But you owe me. Give me thirty.

Right on schedule, my phone lights up half an hour later. Clicking on the secure link, I scan through the multitude of documents, everything that makes up Carver and his miserable little life.

Welcome to hell, Carver. Too bad you’ve pissed off the devil himself.

Chapter 8

Nova

Hollis

I got the info you asked for.

But I’ve got some questions B.

Me

You are the BEST.

Hollis

Yes I am. Now don’t ignore me.

Hollis

West?! Like THE West?

Why the fuck didn’t you tell me

that’s who I was looking into?

Before I’m able to type out a reply, Hollis blows up my phone with message after message. He’s the type of person to send every thought separately, making it difficult to follow through electronic communication at times.

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