Page 125 of Kings Fear No One
He trashed our apartment.
Our home.
Teysha could’ve come home earlier, and he could’ve been there. Then what?
What the fuck could’ve happened if she’d walked through the door and he and his followers had been around?
The disturbing thoughts make me grit my teeth. My grip on the wheel tightens and every breath I draw feels labored.
It’s happening all over again. It’s spiraling like it has before.
Everything’s beyond my control.
No matter what I do, no matter how hard I try, it’s never good enough. He persists. He remains an unstoppable force that’ll do whatever it takes to crush me. Take everything from me. Hurt me.
Hurt Teysha.
I can see it coming. Predict where this is headed.
Abraham’s playing a game. He’s taunting me, letting me know he has easy access to my home whenever he wants it, and he can just as easily bring her harm again. He will if I’m foolish enough to give him the opportunity.
He’ll do what he’s always done. He’ll take. He’ll use and abuse.
I’m supposed to stop him. I’m supposed to be strong and capable enough to.
Yet here I am, fucking failing all over again.
I rush ahead of her on our way inside the apartment. There’s a persistent throb in my skull, making it more difficult to think by the second. I’ve succumbed to the fury. The unhealthy blend of anger and anxiety that’s got me feeling like a grenade about to explode.
The wreckage sprawls out in front of me. Teysha hadn’t done the destruction justice—just about everything I own has been shattered and smashed.
All of it destroyed as a clear and unmistakable message.
This is not over. Far from it.
My hands clamp shut into tight fists. I stride through the carnage on a fresh pulse of anger, vaguely aware Teysha’s my shadow. Though she hasn’t uttered a peep, I know she’s worried about me. Her energy’s almost as tangible as mine. She’s afraid I’ll do something dumb.
She’s right.
Thinking rationally has never been my thing during fits of rage.
“You’ve got to return to Boulder,” I grunt from over my shoulder. “It’s the only place you’ll be safe. You’ll be far away from… this.”
“But we agreed I’d?—”
“I know what we agreed. Plans have changed. You’ve got to go.”
“I want to stay here with?—”
“You can’t,” I snap, my tone harsher than I normally use with her. I spin around, the same rage throbbing inside me now clenching up my face. “Don’t you get it? This is bigger than you and me. Lives are at stake, and I’ve got to handle this.”
“What are you going to do?”
“What do you think I’m going to do? I’m going to fucking kill him! I’m going to massacre him and everybody else around him! All of them will be in pieces in a fucking grave by the time I’m through!”
She flinches at the raise of my voice. “But can’t we… earlier I heard Silver mention the FBI’s involved. Maybe they can handle it?”
“You’ve got to be kidding me! You can’t be serious!”
