Page 171 of Creep

We stood there, not saying anything to each other for a moment.

I knew enough about the mob to know she would be blamed for this.

It didn’t matter that she wasn’t the one to kill him. She was one insignificant woman in this world, and it usually didn’t fucking bother me, but fuck…

Lia’s brown eyes flashed through my head.

Falling in love was such a troublesome thing.

I knew that from the start. I tried to fight with myself, saying it wasn’t love but obsession. I tried to tell myself that a man like me couldn’t possibly fall in love, but that wasn’t true.

I wasn’t even fucking sure if there was a difference between love and obsession anymore.

I let out a small sigh and pulled out my phone, putting a call in to Theo. He answered on the first ring.

“I need you to do a pickup at the usual location.”

“On it,” he said, hanging up.

I turned back to Myra and waited until she was looking into my eyes.

“Listen to me, and listen good. I’m only going to say this once. You’re going to get the blame for this shit.”

She flinched but didn’t say anything because she knew it was true.

Those two guards would eventually realize their boss wasn’t coming down after he finished, and they would soon come up to find a headless body and a traumatized expression on a whore.

I looked around for a piece of paper and wrote down the address of the safe place Theo and I had set up long ago. It was a meeting point in case we were ever separated.

“You’ll go here,” I said, handing the paper over to her. She took it and looked down at it numbly.

I let out a small sigh. “We don’t have a lot of time, so tell me you understand what I’m saying, girl.”

She nodded.

“Good,” I grunted out. “Go there. My brother Theo will meet you there. Tell him I sent you to him, and he’ll set you up with a new life. New identity and enough money to last you for a few years, understand?”

“W-What?” She looked up at me, surprised.

“Do you understand?”

“You’re going to help me escape?”

I shrugged. “Help” was too deep of a word. I was simply setting things up in her path. “You have a choice. You always have a choice. You can take what I offer you, or you can stay here and deal with the Camorra.”

She didn’t wait for me to finish speaking before she was already climbing off the bed, letting the sheets fall down her body, and getting dressed.

I waited for her to pack a few things. “Ready?” I asked when she came over with a bag.

She nodded. “Good. Let’s go.”

We couldn’t have gotten out of there the same way I had gotten in, considering the girl didn’t look like she could handle much at the moment without falling apart completely.

I took off my sweatshirt and gave it to her, pulling the hood over her head.

I waited until she looked at me. “Don’t look up. Don’t draw attention to yourself. Walk, don’t run, three blocks away from here and hail a taxi.” I shoved some money into her hand. “Don’t hesitate. Just go. And don’t rest until you get to the secure location, understand?”

“Th-Thank you. No one… no one has ever cared enough to help?—”

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