Author: S.T. Abby
Category: Young Adult
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“This isn’t over for you two,” he says, a dark gleam in his eyes.
Briggs tosses my brother to the ground, and I rush to his side as he slowly lifts up. Briggs and Murdock laugh on their way out, and I hold Marcus’s hand.
“They can’t convict him. This will all be a nightmare soon,” my brother promises as he sits up, his eyes hard and determined as he looks at me. “I promise, Victoria. We’ll prove him innocent.”
Innocence didn’t matter in the end. Not with the DNA evidence.
“Holy shit,” Jake says, drawing me out of my own head as he sits down in front of the far monitor.
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My eyes widen in disbelief as Dev Thomas steps out of a small Honda, standing to his full height as he looks around at the church in front of him. No doubt he heard about Kyle.
“What’s he doing here?” Jake asks.
“Only one way to find out,” I say with a smirk.
I spared him, given what I heard from Lawrence and Tyler, and the fact Dev never really participated in the night’s festivities. But why would he come to town if not to join in on the manhunt?
“You going to him?” he asks as Dev steps inside the church where we have no cameras.
I don’t have to answer that. Murdock will have to wait a few hours to die.
“Be careful. I need to back up the footage to see what Logan has told the others.”
“Just call Hadley,” I say to him instead, looking over my shoulder.
“You sure we can trust her?” he asks, his lips tensing.
“You don’t have to trust her. Just trust that I wouldn’t jeopardize your safety.”
He sighs while nodding, and he grabs a phone.
“I’ll drive to the edge of town, just in case.”
I walk out as he carries on with his task, and I hop in the car with the darkly tinted windows. I drive fast out of the forest, and don’t slow down until I hit the town limits. It’s not like the cops are worried about speeding right now, since the sheriff is on the warpath to avenge his son’s death.
It broke him when his daughter was killed. She was put on public display, which is what led to us being raped and beaten in the streets.
I hope it fucking kills him to lose his son. Displaying him to the town was a nice touch to recognize his afore mentioned grief. His daughter was a bitch and a snob, but she didn’t deserve to die.
Kyle? Kyle deserved more than he got.
I park near the pharmacy, and I walk the two blocks to the church, carefully gauging my surroundings to ensure I’m not being set up.
When I’m positive no one is focused on the church, I step in through the back and creep inside. I’m happy to report that I don’t burst into flames, so maybe I’m not completely consumed by evil just yet, despite the fact I desecrated the church bell tower with Kyle’s mostly skinless body.
As I reach the main part of the church, I stop, staying behind the curtain that leads to the stage where my mother once performed for the town plays.
Dev is on his knees, his hands folded in prayer, and his eyes are closed as tears leak from his eyes.
Well…that’s unexpected.
“Please forgive me of the sins committed when I was last in this town,” Dev says hoarsely. “Even though I don’t deserve it. Give me the strength to do what needs to be done now, and keep my sister safe from any harm or retaliation.”
I cock my head, studying him. My eyes flit around the room next, still expecting a trap. No such thing looks to be in place.
To be absolutely certain, I text Jake from my burner phone that I’ve swapped to.
ME: You got eyes on the church?