Page 64 of Shattered Union

My fist clenches. I want to tear her fucking head off, but I know she's got more shit to get off her chest. No matter what, she's dying here tonight.

"Your ma has believed all your lies, shame she doesn't anymore. Guess who's been cut off from them too?" I grin at her.

It's a shame I can't let this play out. To watch as she comes to terms with being a nobody. Having nothing and living in squalor. For a woman who has lorded it over people for a long fucking time, it would be karma. But I'm not giving her a chance to hurt anyone else I love again. Fuck that. Her tyranny is over.

"There was also a thumb drive at Glaciers," I tell her and watch as she sinks further into her seat. "That was a fucking stupid move. I found it as soon as you told me what you had done. It's your favourite bar. It didn't take much for old man Larry to let me search, especially seeing as he fucking hates your guts."

Maverick chuckles. "Seems like a common occurrence."

Zoe's eyes narrow in on him. "Who the fuck are you?" she hisses.

God, the woman has no filter, nor does she have any common sense.

"We'll get to him soon enough. Now where were we?" I circle her like a predator, my gaze not once leaving her head. I wonder if she realizes just how much I want to kill her?

"The last one was very cleverly hidden, but again, so very stupid. Killian's house? Really?"

Granda found that one. When I told him about the one I found in her ma's, he ordered every house to be searched. Turns out he was right, because in the desk drawer of his office was the fucking thumb drive.

She cackles. "I have hidden them for almost eight years."

"He's your fucking son, Zoe," I snap. Pissed she'd do this to him. "What the fuck is wrong with you? That evidence would have put him away for a fucking long time."

She shrugs. "Your pride and joy. Always praising him. You made him into your clone. A fucking pansy. As soon as he hit ten, he didn't want anything to do with me. Mal and Holly followed suit soon after."

"They found out what a fucking bitch you are. Christ, Zoe, you told Holly she was fat when she was a child. Those words should have never come out of your mouth, no matter what age she was."

"Why? I never wanted those brats. Not fucking one of them. In the end it was just fun to see how bloody stupid you were. Wondering if you'd even know the kids weren't yours."

"Fucking cunt," Michael hisses quietly, the rage pouring off his every word.

"God, what a sick fucking bitch," Mav mutters.

"I knew from Chloe," I tell her and watch the stupid grin slide from her face. "Yeah, I haven't fucked you in almost fourteen years. I'm not stupid. The only reason you stayed alive was because you do not matter to me. You were the mother of my kids. You would have lived a charmed life. Everything you could have ever wanted—"

"Except you," she says snidely. "All I ever wanted was you and you hated me."

"You got pregnant with Danny on purpose. I didn't want you. Never did. You're a conniving whore, who's only out for themselves."

"So, what, now it's the end?" Tears roll down her face. There was never a time they affected me. She's a manipulator. She always has an agenda. "You're going to kill me."

"As soon as you told me you had evidence against Danny, you signed your death warrant." No way would I ever let her live. No one threatens my kids and gets away with it. Not even their mother.

"That was always your problem, Denis. You gave a fuck about them. You never did me."

I shake my head. She's fucking crazy. "Clue in, bitch," I snarl, as I take a step closer to her. Fear seeps into her eyes. "That's the way it's supposed to be when you have kids. They come first. Always."

She juts her chin out. "Do your worst."

I don't even hesitate. My fist flies into her nose. "I hate that your kids despise you," I whisper into her ear. "If you had been in any way shape or form a decent ma, we wouldn't be here."

She coughs, blood rushing down her face, into her mouth and past her jaw, dripping down onto her dress. "All you wanted were the children."

"Yep," I reply, not even denying it. "As should you have."

"I'm glad your bitch lost hers," she slurs.

"What the fuck did she just say?" Maverick growls.

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