Page 40 of Their Deviant Love
I don’t respond, just stare him down.Does this fucker expect me to get it myself?
Eventually, he clears his throat and moves towards the far wall. His fingers tremble as he puts in the code to unlock the safe. When he returns, he hands me a plastic box. Inside the box is a single vial.
“That’s it?” I ask. It’s fucking tiny.
“That’s all of it, sir,” the guy replies.
“How does this work? How can I be sure it’ll work?”
“We showed your father the tests. Using the blood sample he provided,” he says.
The blood sample my father got from my fucking wife.
“How does it work?” I repeat. I’m still not convinced something so fucking small can take out an entire bloodline, especially the Valentinos.
“It requires a carrier to self-inject. The carrier will not be affected. When that carrier exposes themselves to someone with the gene, they will pass on the virus unknowingly. From there, the person with the gene passes it onto other family members. Until there are none left. The virus works quick, within threedays. By then, patient zero will be dead and it will appear to be from an instant heart attack.”
“All of that, from this one little vial?” I raise an eyebrow.
“Yes, sir.”
“Is there any more of this anywhere?” I press.
“No.” The guy shakes his head.
“Where is the research stored?”
“It isn’t. We destroyed it all, at the request of your father.” He looks to the side.
Like fuck, they destroyed it.Not that it matters, because I’m burning this building to the fucking ground.
“Great. Come with me,” I tell him. It’s broad daylight and people are everywhere. I don’t give a fuck, though. I plan to make an example out of this fucking asshole. I turn and look towards my men, who are all itching to start smashing the place up. “Have at it.”
Patty follows me and the guy with the glasses. He’s the head of this project. Which is why he’s getting the special treatment.
There’s an old superstition at this college that if you walk directly under the clock tower, you’ll fail your exams. It’s why every student I watch walks around the perimeter, even though it’s faster to walk under it. Patty has a ladder and a rope already set up for us.
“This is how this is going to work.” I squeeze the guy’s shoulder. “You’re going to climb up that ladder. Then you are going to put that noose around your neck and kick the ladder out from under yourself.”
His face pales, and he takes a step backwards. “Why would I do that?”
Patty steps behind him. “I wouldn’t try to run if I were you.”
“You’re going to do it. Because if you don’t, I’ll do it for you. Here’s the thing, though. I won’t stop at just you. I’ll bring your entire family to this same spot and make sure they’re all hangingright next to you. It’d be such a pretty sight. All three of your daughters hanging from the clock tower.” I look up like I can already picture it.
Would I actually do that? No. But this asshole doesn’t know that, and going off my family’s track record, he has no reason to doubt me.
The guy shakes his head even as he starts climbing up the ladder on shaky legs. Then, without a word, he does exactly what I told him to do. Once the life drains from his body, I take my phone out and snap a picture, ignoring the screams of onlookers as Patty and I walk away. That’s when I see the smoke coming from the lab.
“What are you going to do with that?” Patty asks, nodding towards my hand that’s still holding the box with the vial.
“I’m going to create a lookalike and sell it to the Albanians,” I tell him. “But not before I let the Valentinos know about the deal.”
Chapter Nineteen
Connor’s been gone for hours. I went down for breakfast, and then came back up to the bedroom, and have been on the laptop Connor left out for me to look up those five potential siblings.
There’s only one I’m convinced could be Connor’s brother. He looks like the mirror image of Connor. The only thing is thathe doesn’t live in Ireland. He lives in London and has been there his entire life.
