Page 238 of Unravelling The Beast

She shakes her head before letting out a small sniffle.

“When it started to look strange to me, I sent him upstairs.”

She looks up at me with watery eyes, and I cup her cheeks into my palms, my eyes scanning hers.

“Did you see me do it?”

She gives a small head shake before whispering.

“No. It was the outside security cameras—the back and front. You went to the backyard with your gun and dragged her into the house.”

I close my eyes and rest my forehead on hers and she continues.

“I could see you clearly weren't sober, Arlo. You were all over the place and it appears your dad and Cash were there too.”

My eyes fly open as wrath hurls at every inch of my body, and as I release her, I grind my teeth.

“I want to fucking see it.”

I storm past her, but her small hand wraps around my arm, attempting to stop me.

“No Arlo! I don’t think that’s a good idea!”

I shrug her off, and she let’s go, clearly recognizing my rage as I proceed to the living room. When I walk in, I grab the remote and turn on the TV, only to find it blank, as if it’s no longer there.

I throw the remote on the couch with force and a wrath of fury before taking a seat, leaning forward with my head down.

“How would it have been on TV? I don’t understand. Has someone been in here?”

My jaw is tense with irritation, and I speak agitatedly toward her.

“There are such things as fucking hackers, Wren, and I know exactly who the fuck it is.”

When I realized my words were a little too harsh, I lifted my head and looked at her, just staring at me with wide eyes.

I let out a defeated sigh before giving a head gesture.

“Come the fuck here.”

She shuffles forward on my command and when she’s close enough, I take her hips while resting back as she straddles my lap. I gaze all around her face while gently tucking her brown hair behind her ear.

“I’m sorry you had to fucking see that; it won’t happen again.”

She looks at me with concern.

“I’m just worried someone else has seen it, Arlo. What if that cop has it?”

“You don’t have to fucking worry about things like that; I’ve got this covered, I promise.”

Her shoulders relax before she speaks again.

“You’ve never seen it before?”

I blow out a big breath and rest my head back on the couch.

“When it happened, my cameras had been wiped clean; that’s why I originally thought it was a fucking robbery or hit for many years. It wasn’t until I killed my dad that my mom revealed that the footage had been kept.”

She lays her face on my chest and I wrap my arms around her, pulling her in close before kissing her cheek.

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