Page 2 of Reign By Wrath

“I can’t come.” I thrashed against the table legs. “You tied me up.”

“Not you.”

A tall, silent figure dipped in black stepped out of the hallway. His face so like Rafael’s beheld me coldly.

“Shoot her.”

Ice dumped down my spine.

“I want to see her die for myself,” Everleigh continued, tone light and cool as could be. “Do this and your freak boys are safe. No one touches them. No one even gives them dirty looks. The Dumont brothers won’t die of anything except old age.”

Leon Dumont drew his gun and leveled it on my chest. The expression on his face was no different from the one he had when we drank tea.

“No, wait!”

Dumont flicked off the safety.

“Tell me why,” I screamed. “Just tell me why!”

“Why?” The first crack in her amused, happy mask appeared. “It’s simple. I’ve been waiting almost ten years to make that bastard pay for what he did to my father. For years I’ve searched for him. For years I couldn’t get close. Then, Daddy’s little girls enrolled in Regalia University.”

Daddy’s little girls? Jack?

“I’ve waited so long,” she hissed. “Finally, he’s going to come. He can’t hide from me anymore.” The smile she flashed me turned my stomach. “Don’t let it get to you that you’ll die without ever meeting your father. I promise, I’m sending him to hell right after you.”

She jerked a chin at Rafael’s father. “Do it.”

“Forgive me, Miss Sinclair-Bowden. I truly wish there was another way.”

“Mr. Dumont, don’t—”

Bang!

Pain ripped through my chest.

Darkness came for me again, and didn’t let go.

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