Page 166 of Tease Me (Dark Odyssey 1)

Nick has death in his eyes and he has every right to kill my brother.

Kill him. That would be the end and he would deserve it. I can’t believe I’m thinking that. What else can I think though?

Nick looks like he’s weighing up his options. He’s deciding what to do.

“You… you are responsible for all of this?” Nick asks.

Carter raises his shoulders into a shrug like it was nothing but child’s play to him.

As I look at him, I find myself shaking my head at his uncaring attitude.

It’s so fucked up.

I can’t even say I saw this coming.

I never did.

“What you gonna do to me?” Carter throws back in a sing song voice and laughs. “It was so easy to break into your friends home. The man was high on shit. I shot his ass and would have fucked that pretty little wife of his, but I had to take a leak.”

For someone who claimed to have brains a few hours back he just did a very stupid thing. Not that his end wasn’t coming. He just accelerated it.

Nick growls and lunges forward. Carter fires a shot from his gun but it doesn’t stop Nick in the least. He’s not afraid. I can see too that he’s more than what I’ve seen in the time I’ve known him. He’s not just the accountant with a club.

That’s the cover he must use so people make the mistake of underestimating him. If they are clever enough they go with his name, not his job. I did that and I’m still shock at how he moves.

A fist to Carter’s face knocks him back and he’s on the floor.

Nick jumps onto him and they start fighting. The gun is between them and I know this can only end one way.

One of them will get shot. I sense it.

One of them is going to get shot. I try to move to do something but my legs give from beneath me.

I’m so weak from the day I’ve had and fear cripples me.

Carter flips Nick onto his back and aims the gun at him ready to fire. I think this is it, but I’m wrong and quickly realize Nick wanted him to do that, so he could grab the gun from him. Nick makes quick work of beating the shit out of Carter.

He’s going to kill him and it’s not going to be with the bullets from the gun. He’s going to beat him to death.

I didn’t realize I was crying and screaming. The sight of the two of them is so awful.

None of this feels real.

It just doesn’t. No part of it feels real to me.

How can it be?

Nick stops beating Carter and points the gun at him. Carter is lying on the floor near me, motionless with blood all over his face.

“Motherfucking asshole. I should make you pay!” Nick roars.

I’m stuck on the word should.

Nick glances over to me and holds my gaze, a question in his eyes. It’s because Carter is my brother. He’s hesitating because he’s my brother.

I can’t quite explain the type of shock that flies through me. I can’t.

Nick is not the kind of man to show compassion and I know what it means to him to have the person responsible for Tommy’s death right in his grasp. I know what it means. Yet in his eyes I see he’s torn between the love he has for me and the reality.

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