Page 115 of Cruel Revenge

“I already told you that she’s not going to come for me. You can keep dreaming, but she’s smarter than you.”

Zoe laughs and turns, heading for the door. “All of us are fools when it comes to love, even those who think they might be the most rational people around.”

“And you would be a fool to think that she would let anything come in between her and her family.”

“Do you even know her at all?” Zoe turns to look at me, her eyes narrowing. “I’ve spent a lot of time tracking Skyla’s work. I’ve collected every article I could find about the people she’s killed. I’ve seen the crime scene evidence. Every single thing she does has been about begging someone to notice her. See her the way you do—as a beautiful monster. Do you think she’s going to let that go?”

I press my lips together.

As much as it pains me to think about it, I know that she’s right, at least to some degree.

Skyla isn’t going to take this lightly. She’s going to come, even if just to take care of this demented bitch once and for all.

But she won’t come because she might feel anything for me. Because she doesn’t. I made sure of that after how I left her.

God, I’m such an idiot. And I can finally admit that I fucking love that woman. I can’t live without her.

And I was the one who pushed her away.

If I get out of this, I’ll do everything in my power to win her back. To show her she can trust me. And I’ll never let go of her again.

Zoe sighs and shakes her head. “But that’s beside the point. You either do what I say, or there are going to be others willing to take your place.”

“You may as well kill me now. I’m not going to turn against my wife.”

“I thought we’ve been through this. She’s not your wife.”

I’m sick and tired of hearing everyone say Skyla isn’t my wife when, along the way, that’s what she became in my head and in my heart.

So, I have to do something about that sometime, too.

But first, I need to get out of here.

Skyla, if I get through this, I’m coming for you, baby. And it’s forever for us. So, hurry and come take care of this crazy bitch.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

SKYLA

Zoe:Pier 4. Two hours. He’s dead if you’re not here.

I take a deep breath, my heart skipping beats as I drive.

I don’t know what I’m going to find when I get there.

The message makes me think he’s alive for now, but I don’t know how long he’s going to stay that way. But then again, the bitch could be lying, and I may already be too late.

My chest hurts, and my eyes sting, but no tear falls.

I can’t think about him being gone. Not now. I just have to focus on getting there.

Traffic is a bitch like always, the minutes passing as I sit there and wait for the cars in front of me to move. None of them are going fast enough, though.

I lay on my horn, looking around and trying to find a gap in the endless stream of cars. Something that I can weave through and get around.

There has to be some way to get there faster.

All I want is to get to him. To save him before she kills him.

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