Page 108 of Angelic Vengeance

I thought about what had happened almost three years ago. What it was exactly that got me hooked on her. The eyes? The personality? The skills? The voice?

The elevator doors opened, interrupting my thoughts. I walked in but stopped short; Trevor was already waiting in the entryway for me.

“What was so urgent you dragged me all the way here?” It was an inside joke, since we always met at agym or nightclub; never each other’s homes unless we were having a proper dinner.

However, he didn’t respond; not even a ghost of a smile. His brows were furrowed, causing my own to do the same.

“What?”

“Thought you’d want to see this.”

He held out a folder, but I refused to take it.

“I told you I didn’t want information on her anymore.”

“Trust me, you want to see this.”

I sighed, snatching the documents out of his hands and flipping through the information. The first thing to catch my eye was a picture of Maria at some fed’s funeral. Not the best thing, but irrelevant.

“So?”

“Alleged dead agent was Isabella Ruiz.” He nudged his head, signaling for me to look at the next page. I did. “Thought it matched the description you gave me of that fed from two years ago.”

My blood ran cold.Fucking Ruiz.

Before I knew what I was doing, my fist punched a hole through the wall. Dust floated around us. I’d have to pay him back for that. “Fuck!”

“Jesus. Calm down, Zach.”

“Fuck you.”

“I’m sure there’s an explanation.”

“Yeah? What?”

When he didn’t respond, I walked away.

“Don’t do anything you’ll regret–” Trevor grabbed my shoulder to stop me, but I shook him off, turning around and standing eye-to-eye.

“What would you do if you found out Natalia was trying to kill you?”

Trevor froze, probably shocked I knew about his secret relationship with Natalia. I’d known for years. They’d been fucking around since college and it was getting pretty fucking boring pretending like I didn’t know shit.

This time, when I walked away, he didn’t stop me.

I didn’t want to believe it.

I was going to talk it out with her.

There had to be an explanation. Maybe she…Fuck.I couldn’t even think of anything. She’d said she left that life behind. Had she been lying to me the whole time?

I was a hypocrite. I’d been doing the same.

Did that mean she remembered me?

Or did none of it have anything to do with me?

After I left Trevor’s place, I didn’t look for Maria. Instead, I went to the gym and took my frustrations out on a punching bag. I thought it’d clear my head, but I was even more confused than before.

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