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I need to stay out of that tunnel.
“No.” I straighten my spine.
Titan’s teeth click. Rage fills his dark, empty eyes. He rushes forward to grab me by force because he doesn’t actually want to shoot me. And that’s my opening.
He closes in, and I grab the blade off his hip just as he shoves my back into the wall. His hand in my hair pulls so hard my scalp burns. But I lift the blade between us and shove it up, right in the soft spot Tempe talked about when she probably thought I wasn’t paying attention during her self-defense lessons.
I drive the blade right under Titan’s ribs and pierce his lung.
He releases me and stumbles back, but I don’t loosen my grip on the handle. The blade slides from his abdomen, and blood pours down his chest. He almost trips, and I don’t stop. I uncork years of rage and unleash on him.
I’m the one rushing forward now. The knife sinks into his shoulder, but I hit bone, so I pull it out. Then I’m stabbing him in the side.
Again.
Again.
Until he’s fallen to the floor, and I’m straddling him.
The man who let someone take a knife to my body. A man who sliced me open and took my choice away. A man who ripped and tore and bit until he chipped away at every ounce of innocence. Until I was nothing more than his mess.
I feel no guilt as I press the blade to his throat. As Titan’s blood soaks through my pants. It paints my arms. It runs down both of us.
I feel no guilt as his wide, dark eyes stare up at me in fear.
For the first time in his miserable existence, Titan looks afraid of something. And that something isme.
I’m no longer in my body. I’m not a person. I’m a force to be reckoned with.
I slide the blade across his throat and deliver his judgment.
Blood spurts out, painting me in a beautiful red river as the light leaves Titan’s eyes. It rains over me until there is no sound. Nothing except for him and me.
I don’t move or think. I barely breathe until arms grab me from behind and pull me up.
Maybe Levi won’t get me in time, and the Iron Sinners will do what they will. It doesn’t matter. Because Titan carved this hole in me. Hollowed me out. But at least I got to pay him back before I die.
35
Havoc
“This is going towork.” Ghost claps me on the shoulder.
“It better.” I shoot off a text to Chaos, letting him know we found nothing at the safe house.
All we need right now is for Titan to believe we’re searching Iron Sinners-owned properties. Which is why Reaper’s crew from Reno is spread across Vegas, intentionally setting off every activity sensor they can to make Titan think his plan is working.
After searching for Anderson for weeks, we finally realized why there were no hints to his location. Titan had to be keeping him close, like he did with Aimee all those years ago. And to do so, he must have him at the one place the Twisted Kings can’t get access.
The Iron Sinners compound.
Like the Twisted Kings, the Iron Sinners keep their main compound under strict lockdown, careful about who they let inside the gates. And after we breached theirfence line once to rescue Luna from her former foster brother, they’ve heightened security in every way.
There is no way to get through their grid without alerting them unless it’s taken down from the inside first. And there’s only one person Titan would willingly let through without thinking anything of it.
I considered every option that didn’t involve using Aimee, but she’s the one person who can get past Titan’s defenses without him becoming suspicious. With her willing to help for her own closure, there was no other plan that made sense.
I grit my teeth when Chaos doesn’t respond to my text. It means things are going to plan, but I hate the silence.
