Page 29 of Chaos Kills

“Good. Come on,” I urge again because going back and forth with her is Torin’s thing. Not mine. “I’d like to go to sleep eventually tonight.”

She hums in response and walks by me, resulting in my having to follow her to get outside.

The cool night air hits our skin when I climb inside the passenger seat of the Nissan. I recognize it, but couldn’t tell you who owned it. The leather seats appear pristine as well as the stock dash. It’s nice.

“You don’t need to see me home,” Bay says again as she plops her ass behind the wheel. “I’m good. And we’re not dating.”

“It’s best I make sure you get to South Shore because, if I know my brother, he’ll already have a hit out on your head before you back out of this driveway.”

Her neck snaps over to me, but I don’t pry my focus off my garage door. “If you think trying to scare me?—”

“Since when does something like that scare you?”

She’s silent for a moment before putting the keys in and starting up the deep rumbling of the car. “How bad is it?”

How bad is it?

Well, where the fuck do I even start? She was tied to both my brothers. They would’ve done anything for her. Then she rejected one and married the cousin of the other while being on video during the murder of said other’s brother.

“It’s going great,” I reply sarcastically. “They’re your biggest fans.”

“I didn’t kill Judah.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to admit—” She slams the brakes, sending my body bolting forward before I right myself back into the seat.

“What the fuck?—”

“Ididn’tkill Judah,” she sneers at my side, clutching the steering wheel with white-bared knuckles. “I didn’t.”

Geezus Christ…

“Why should I believe you?”

Her blue eyes, not that can I see much of their depths, stare back at me without flinching. I can’t tell if she’s lying or not, to be honest. I don’t know how good of an actress she is or what role she’s played.

All I know is that Reeve was convinced that she hadn’t, but he was too in love with her to see anything else.

I can’t take his word as gospel.

I also can’t take Torin’s either.

Frankly, he’s a bit of a wild card like the woman beside me. Both of them pop off and unload their petty quicker than they fuck. I don’t have enough evidence to sentence her yet.

So I won’t.

“I don’t expect you to,” Bay finally mutters, loosening her grip, but she keeps her focus locked on me. “I know it’s hard to believe.”

“It is.”

“But there’s more to the story. I just don’t know it all. Nothing he said made sense.”

“And what did he say?”

I haven’t seen the video, and I couldn’t get a straight answer out of Torin. Reeve stated Judah was fine one moment, Bay rejected him, and then shit took a turn.

“Something about…I was in danger. And that I was going to ruin everything.” I roll my eyes at that and quickly receive a punch in the shoulder for my response. “This isn’t a fucking game. I care a lot for them.”

“But you married Torin’s cousin and rejected one of them because you didn’t think he was worthy enough?—”

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