Page 30 of Spider Demon's Kiss

Just hearing him say it sent me into a fury.

“Don’t you ever fuckin’ say those words again.”

Lorenzo didn’t flinch. Instead, he tilted his head like a curious puppy.

“Then why did you ask me here?”

“I need your brain. I need a way to solve this.”

“So, you want me to get him to kill you slower?”

“I told you. I don’t think he’s trying to kill me.”

He laughed.

“I’m serious.”

Frustrated, he replied, “You kissed him and then immediately drove your car into a tree. Give me an alternative explanation for that.”

I thought about what the doctor said about me having a panic attack.

“I felt something on my neck.”

“What?”

“Yeah. Right before I passed out.”

“What did you feel?”

“It felt like someone shot me.” I touched the spot letting him see it, “But even before I shifted, there was no wound.”

“What feels like a gunshot but doesn’t leave a wound?” Lorenzo thought about it seriously. “Have you ever been hit by a Taser?”

“No. What does it feel like?” I asked intrigued.

“Like you’ve been shot.”

“But I was driving when I felt it.”

“How fast were you going?”

“You saw the wreck. Pretty fast.”

Lorenzo’s head bobbled considering it.

“There are other things.”

“Like what?”

“Like what you use to bring down a wolf.”

“Like a tranquilizer gun.”

“Possibly. It would take a hell of a shot, though.”

“Who do we know that could make a shot like that?”

As soon as I asked, Lorenzo and I thought about the same person. I could tell by the way he looked at me. Matteo made a lot of impulsive decisions. But give him time and a sharpshooter rifle and what’s in his sights is the only thing that exists. Through an open window traveling at 40 miles an hour, the only one who could make that shot was my brother.

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