Page 68 of Chaos Kills

Bay chokes, clutching to the rope like the lifeline it is. “Torin, please?—”

“What did he say?” I bark out through the throbbing of my temples. I drank too much, I needed to. There was no way I was going to be able to do this without it.

She’s all I think about.

She’s all I want.

All I need to kill.

It’s a double-edged sword, but the outcome is still the same—I still lose her. So what better way than to kill her myself so my brother can maybe rest in fucking peace like he deserves.

Reeve is never going to forgive me, so I wonder if I have enough power to keep this from him.

Probably.

He’s already a fucking wreck, doing lines of coke and fucking anything that stands. Minus the latter, I partook in a line but didn’t and don’t like how I feel afterward. So I leave him to his devices while I take care of my shit.

Bay Astor has to die.

And no one but me is going to make that happen.

Not Ramsey, not Mom, not Emilio, not Ozzy, not Cairo.

Just me.

And I’m deprived of peace until this is done.

Judah’s face lives so strongly in my head that I swear I can see him like he’s right in front of me.

It’s the bourbon. It does more hell than good lately. It only confirms I’m losing my shit.

He’s not here.

It’s not logical he’s in my dreams, talking to me like he’s right here.

Judah is fucking dead.

Glancing down at the water, Bay’s blue eyes are wide and terrified as she tries to get closer to the boat.

And it pisses me off.

Giving the rope some slack, she starts to swing her arms around, attempting to stay above water to survive.

What dumbass doesn’t know how to fucking swim when you live next to the ocean?

Her.

She doesn’t.

She was too busy trying to destroy my life. She already took the only one who meant shit to me. This whole time, she was after us. She used us. She permitted me to fall in love with her and chase her. All that bullshit with Matteo was a front, it makes sense.

She wanted everything with Wallace. And her husband, my cousin, is going to go fucking mad obsessing about what happened to her, but I have to protect him. He’s already fallen to one woman, he can’t do it again. He’s not built for someone like her.

I’m not.

None of us are.

She’s a fucking pest that needs to be squashed and gotten rid of so we can all live.

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