I’m way ahead of him. One hand on the headrest of the passenger seat, and the other on the back of the seat behind me. I push myself up, my feet lifting from the floor of the car.
Boomand my left foot hits Rex’s groin, staying punned there.
“I’ll kill you.” His hands are on my ankle as he swears and swears.
No, you won’t. Not when you’re banged up and hopefully concussed.
Any moment now, I’ll fuck up these bastards and escape. My men will find me.
Together, we’ll finish this.
I’m not sure how I know that. Where this absolute certainty is coming from.
I just do.
“Hold on, Rex,” Aria yells. She speeds up at the sound of a police siren, swerving to the left. “I’m pulling over.”
Into an alley.
Thankfully, she takes the turn fast. Too fast. I must be the luckiest person alive.
Adrenaline shoots through my blood. I taste war on my tongue. Victory.
My foot stays on Rex’s crotch as I lean forward. As he shouts obscenities at me, I reach the metal rod. It’s so far, but I—I have it.Yes.
Aria is focused on the alley ahead of her and I—
Boom.
The metal connects to her head. Aria gasps, screams, calls me a cunt.
I’m the cunt that’ll ruin you.
Rex screams louder when I put all my weight forward, between the two front seats. I let go of the rod, and it clinks onto the car’s floor.
Aria doesn’t disappoint, doing more of what I wanted her to.
It’s Blake helping me. I’m sure it’s him. My baby brother.
Thank you.
Her foot remains on the gas when I grab the wheel with one hand and steer us to a brick wall. Slam one hand to the roof of the car for balance.
Brace for impact.
Three.
Two.
One.
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
Liam
My chest feels likeit’s been hollowed out. The space between my ribs has been emptied.
It’s a pit so deep that I can’t tell where it ends. So dark that I’m sure that if anyone will open me up right now, all they’ll see is black.