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“Church. He’s back. I saw him in the office only minutes ago. He didn’t see me. I knew I had to get here. I forgot to charge my phone, and it died, so I couldn’t call. But seriously. Go. He’s coming.”

“I-I have to tell Sirena goodbye—”

“You can’t be here.” Ashes’s hands landed in the middle of my back. “Get out. We’ll tell her.”

He pushed me to the door, and Stitches tossed me my jacket.

Desperation raced through me.

“Please,” I started, my stomach twisting in worry.

“We’ll handle it. I’m sorry.” Ashes gave me a look that showcased he really meant it. “Be good, brother. We’ll see you soon.”

His use of the word brother had me backing away and nodding at him, trying hard to believe it.

“Go,” Stitches urged softly. “Don’t fuck this up.”

I had to leave. There was no other option. With a heavy heart, I turned and went out the door, leaving everything I loved behind but vowing to return soon.

CHURCH

The last fucking thing I wanted to do was deal with Sully while at Chapel Crest. I’d only watched him fuck a body the day before after I’d gutted it. The places he’d put his dick had sickened me, but my job wasn’t to bitch. It was to learn my enemies from their insides out.

And Sully was my enemy.

He thought he was going to be a good servant to me when I came into power.

The only fucking thing he’d be good for is a new rug. I smiled at the idea of skinning him and laying him out to walk on like a bearskin rug.

He’d be the rug in the room where I planned on hanging my father’s head from his mounted spot on the wall. Like a fucking animal because that’s what he was.

But so was I.

I hoped someday my own kid would do me the honor of putting my sick fucking mind out of its misery.

Of course, I’d not go out before my specter. After that, I’d freely go anywhere anyone wanted. If it was straight to hell, so be it.

But I’d claw my way out to find my girl. A demon on a mission. I knew that much. Heaven didn’t have high enough walls to keep me out.

“Dante. You’re back. I’ve only just arrived this morning.” Sully greeted me with a half-assed grin.

I said nothing, eyeing him with distaste. His smile faltered a bit.

“We had a good time yesterday—”

I held my hand up to silence him. “We don’t talk about shit like that here. Got it? We aren’t friends. You’re a piece of trash that will eventually get dragged back into hell when the time is right. Until then, you fuck whatever you need to fuck and keep it to your damn self, you sick prick.”

He let out a soft laugh. “You can’t tell me your dick wasn’t hard watching me run my cock through his skull. Maybe I can do that soon to Sirena if you misbehave. Everett said—”

I punched him so hard that he fell over his desk and toppled to the floor. I was on him in an instant, my fist hammering repeatedly into his face. Blood gushed from the cracks I was putting into his skin and pouring out onto his clothes and my hand.

Fuck it.

I was simply going to kill him and send parts of him to my old man. I was done. No one talked about my girl like that. There was no coming back from it.

“Enough!”

I’d been so lost in my rage that I hadn’t noticed Vice Headmaster Atkins come in. He tugged me off Sully, who lay on the floor, in and out of consciousness, blubbering incoherently about what he was going to do to me. What he was going to tell my father.

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