Page 54 of Beast: Part Two

“Do I need to remind you, we aren’t together anymore, Summer.” I choose my words carefully. I need them to sting. The more she hates me the more she will stay away from me.

She looks away, her gaze going to the wall. A tear tracks down her face. She quickly wipes it away before turning back to me.

“You will never have to remind me again.” She turns and walks out of the kitchen, squeezing past Priest as she goes. I have no idea when he walked in. Priest watches me for a moment. His gaze is penetrating.

“I hope you have a good reason for that,” he says.

I don’t reply verbally. Instead, I dip my chin to my chest.

“I won’t ask you to elaborate right now. We got a hit on that O’Cleary guy. Come on.” He turns and walks out of the room. For a moment I stand in my spot thinking over my actions. It eats me up to know I hurt Summer, but it’s for her own good.

“It won’t last long,”the demon says before laughing.“She’ll be back. And I will slit her throat then.”

I shake off his words as I make my way back to the dining room.

chapter thirteen

S. O’Cleary

Beast

Although Alicia and the D.O.E were able to track down Sam the same day I woke up, it took us two weeks to set up a plan to get close to him.

Those two weeks have been hell. My plan to keep Summer away worked. However, I didn’t realize how miserable it would make me to have her so close yet so far away. She no longer allows me in her room at night. The first two nights after she kicked me out, I would wait until she fell asleep to sneak into her room and sit in the corner.

Unfortunately, she woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom on the third night and kicked me out. Since then, she’s locked her door. I’m back to sitting outside the room all night. During the daytime, she speaks to everyone but me.

As hard of a pill it is to swallow, it is still for the best. The demon inside of me is still fighting to take her away from me.

“I will bleed her slowly and then fuck her corpse,”the demon growls in my head.

Shutting my eyes, I fight against the monster’s pull. It gets harder and harder each day.

“Beast?” Priest calls my name causing me to open my eyes and look at him.

We’re disguised as a lawn care service outside of Sam O’Cleary’s million-dollar mansion. The regular guys couldn’twork today due to some truck issues. We’ve been tampering with their trucks for a week.

“Focus,” Priest says reminding me we had a job to do.

A rock flies through the air, nearly hitting me in the face. I turn to Many and glare.

“We are sorry brother, Beast,” he says in his British accent. “We are not really good with a weed eater.”

I can’t fault him because none of us know what we’re doing. Hawk has dug up two flower beds. Seth is going in circles on the lawn mower and I’m not sure if he has cut a blade of grass. The mulch Zel is spreading looks as if he’s just tossing it in the air. Many and I are supposed to be weed eating while Priest is trimming back hedges.

Maksim is home today. Because of his relationship with Corbyn, O’Cleary would recognize him immediately.

The garage door opens, and a Hummer backs out the driveway. Inside is O’Cleary’s wife and two boys.

“The wife is on the move,” Priest says, his voice coming from beside me and through the earpiece.

“Is the house clear now?” Priest asks Albany. She’s back home keeping visuals on the cameras inside. It took the girls from DOE no time to hack into O’Cleary’s camera system.

“Yes, only O’Cleary and two staff members are left in the home. You still have that bodyguard at the door and the one outside with you.”

Priest and I both turn to the large burly man that’s standing at the top of the yard watching us wearily. He has yet to leave us alone.

“Alright, Zel. Take care of the guard,” Priest instructs.

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