Page 91 of Reaper's Rival

“He is my dad. He wouldn’t even think twice about it.”

“Is this what you want? To cut all ties with us? To threaten us? To try and bring us down?”

“I meant it when I said I would bring you down with me. Now tell Blake he either holds up his end and lets me go, or I will bring him down as well as his whole gang. Every single detail I know while being with you will be passed right on to the police. Personally, I’d love to see Blake under that much heat. Instead of getting out, he would be getting a longer sentence. So tell him that tomorrow for me, will you?”

“Don’t worry, what you’ve said tonight won’t go unforgotten. You’ve made a stand. I’ll tell him.”

“Good, now go delete that footage. Or don’t. I don’t care at this point.”

“Just stay here.”

I heard Daniels go up the stairs and when I heard him upstairs and away from Abby, I stepped out of the kitchen and into the lounge room. She was standing there, running her hand through her hair, looking all sorts of worried.

She was standing over Bruce. Who was dead? One clear bullet into the head.

“Abby?”

She looked up, as if she had just imagined my voice. Then she stared at me blankly for a few seconds before she bolted across to me.

“What the hell are you doing here? If he sees you, he will kill both of us.” She shoved me hard in the chest. “GO!”

“Abby, we aren’t leaving.” Drake stood next to me.

“Yes, you are. Both of you!” She pushed me harder. “Seriously Kade, if I’m to die after I give birth, fine. But our child will still need one parent and I’m counting on that being you. SO GO!”

I gripped her arms, stopping her from pushing me away.

“Why the hell didn’t you tell me?” I had never been more furious or frustrated in my life. I could have stopped her from listening to them. Hell, I would have gone in prison to finish Blake myself. Didn’t she know that? Or maybe she did, and that’s why she kept it to herself. “Does your old man know?”

“No, and neither should you.” She looked at me with a determined face. “Now leave, Reaper. Because I’m not planning on living very long after I have this baby, and you need to be there for it. You can’t be caught here. If Daniels sees you, you will be killed.”

“Not if I kill him first.” I went to move around her. Time to finish this. She quickly stood in my face.

“NO! Killing them is what got me in this position. Just disappear, ok? Pretend like you haven’t seen anything. I’m handling it.”

“By planning on going to prison yourself or dying?”

“Abby, I found the computer. We can go.” Daniels started jogging down the stairs.

Abby pushed me hard and firmly in the chest and shoved me back into the kitchen, sliding the door shut.

“Who were you talking too?” Daniels asked. He was with her now. He was just on the other side of this door.

“Kim. She rang.”

“You don’t normally take phone calls while on the job.”

“I left her at the steak house. She was just checking I was ok.”

“Well, I’m sure you would have lied to her easily and told her you were fine.”

“Perhaps.”

“Alright, let’s get out of here.”

“Might as well take the front door. Not like anyone will be watching. And open that gate, will you? Like fuck I’m climbing it again,” Abby said, and her voice went softer as she walked away from the door.

I heard the front door close and the gate open. She thought she had this handled. She thought she could push everyone away so when she exploded, it didn’t impact anyone. Well, she was wrong. So deadly wrong.

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