Page 90 of Love Her

I know you’re busy.

I just keep thinking about tomorrow.

The party.

And I keep thinking about you seeing me there.

I’m gonna wear something sleeveless, just so you’re prepared.

And I’m going to be beautiful and he’s going to be there, there’s no way around it—but the only person I’ll be thinking about the entire time is you.

I just needed you to know that.

11:07

I’m going to bed now—I love you.

53

RHAIM

“Clip him!” Sable shouted out of my phone—in Zane’s dealer’s AI’d voice.

But Zane was running too erratically to safely shoot, because I didn’t want him dead.

I wanted him to suffer.

To pay for the sins of his father—even though he had plenty of sins of his own.

Plus, running was my hobby.

Running numbers.

Running books.

Running assholes down.

I caught up to him before he could get his driver’s side door open, and slammed him up against it instead. “You fucking fuck,” I laughed, one hand in his hair as I bashed his pretty-boy face into the Porsche’s side, the other wrenching one of his arms up behind his back.

He groaned and thrashed, trying to look back at me, and I could see him attempting to calculate justwhohe’d pissed off with his beady eyes.

It was probably a hard task, with his list being so long.

“My—dad—” he stuttered.

“Yeah? He proud of you?” I asked.

My original plan had been to beat the shit out of Zane till he passed out, and make it look like he’d barely saved himself from Bix.

But after seeing how eagerly Zane had walked up to Bix’s car, with Ramona as bait…. “I’m getting another shitty idea!” I announced for Sable’s benefit.

She didn’t turn her voice chanter off, “Oh, fuck?—”

“Yep!” I announced, hoisting Zane up, before body slamming him to the ground. I felt a strong urge to start kicking him and just keep going—but my other idea was too poetic to pass up.

Instead, I picked him up again like a sack of potatoes, and dropped him back down on the asphalt, where one of Sable’s cameras could see.

“Keep an eye on him,” I commanded, and walked back to Bix’s car.

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