Page 116 of Little Liar
“All of our safe houses will be searched for my father. Olivia is no longer under any threat, and neither are any of you, but I suggest getting out of here before they catch you and assume you had a hand in my father’s disappearance.”
Xander lifts his head, his face filled with regret. “I’m sorry for the part I played,” he says to Olivia. “Truly. I never intended for any of this to happen.”
Adryx pats his little brother’s chest. “Let’s go.”
Adryx shakes hands with Tobias and Barry. “I’ll keep my word. There’s one safe house that’s not on any of their radars. I’ll send the details to my cousin.”
Base comes outside with Luciella—their hands are clasped together, her nose red from the cold weather.
“I’m taking the car.” Base points to the car I just fucked my sister in. “It’s faster than mine. There better not be any leftover incesty sex juice in the backseat, Kai.”
Dad grimaces.
Olivia goes red.
For the first time in a while, I let out a snorted laugh and shake my head. I swear, if I ever cross paths with this guy again, I’ll strangle him.
Not in a nice way.
Base salutes everyone while Luciella tells Olivia it was nice to finally meet her, then smiles at Abigail. They vanish into thecar, and Tobias sighs. “I hope we don’t need to meet again, Jamieson. But if we do, it better be under good circumstances.”
Dad chuckles. “Take care, Tobias.”
“Stop fucking your sister!” Base calls out as he slams the car door shut.
“Thank you,” Olivia says to Barry, ignoring Base. “For everything.”
He lowers his head and winks at Dad before he, too, climbs into the car with Tobias.
Dad and Molly go to the other car, and Olivia kisses my cheek and gets into the passenger side.
Both Reznikov brothers watch Abigail, but she walks away from them and climbs into the car too.
“Have a happy life with your girl, Malachi,” Adryx says, dragging his eyes from the car back to me. “I hope we never need to meet like this again.”
I nod, and he shakes my hand while his brother continues to level a deadly stare at the car.
Xander, his eye blackened by my fist, doesn’t say anything as he gives me a close-lipped smile, a nod, then turns around and follows his older brother to his own car.
I get into the driver’s side, my eyes closing to take a deep, well-needed breath.
“Where do we go now?” Olivia asks me.
Home, I sign.
Wherever home is for us now. It doesn’t matter as long as we’re together.
Epilogue 1
Olivia - 3 years later
“Close your eyes,” Malachi tells me, and when I shake my head, he adds, “Trust me.”
The tone of his voice has my eyelids closing, and the world around me goes dark. He takes my wrist, twisting it so my palm faces the ceiling.
“Don’t pull away,” he warns me, clearly remembering that moment in his room years ago, when he rested Spikey on my hand, and I dropped him and ran for the bed.
I gulp. “I won’t.”
