Page 102 of The Woman in the Hollow
That wouldn’t be too hard. We’d seen him on the cameras. If we could add in the tidbit about him being a hacker in our search, it probably wouldn’t be too difficult to find him.
Then he’d pay.
Long and ruthlessly. Like he’d put Hazel through.
“What then?” I asked.
“I got Hazel to look quickly down, so she could lock the knife with her chin, then I rushed forward. She ran out. I handled shit.”
My gaze slipped back to the body again.
A lot of blood.
A lot of violence.
He’d handled it, alright.
There was a soft knock on the door before Hazel inched it open. “All the employees are gone. But I didn’t tell any of the other guards because… well…”
Yeah, that was an angle I hadn’t given any thought to yet.
What if this went beyond the two men? Were we going to need to interview every soldier and associate? That would be a huge undertaking. But potentially necessary, given how blindsided we’d all been by this.
“I texted Luca and Lucky. They will get everyone else together.”
“Good,” I agreed. “You got this?” I asked Dom, waving to the body and Ant. “Just so I can talk to Hazel.”
“Yep. Got it,” he agreed as Ant leaned back against the coffin, ankles crossed, casual as could be. Like he hadn’t just killed a man. Brutally, at that.
“Thanks. I’ll be right back. Babe?” I asked, walking up to her.
“You’re not worried about Domenico?”
“Nah. Dom can handle himself.”
“I’m really okay,” Hazel assured me as we moved around the building to head into the shop, both of us ignoring the curious looks from my men gathered around.
“Okay. I just want to make sure,” I said, locking the door behind us as we made our way into the shop. “You just saw a man get murdered, babe.”
“To be fair, I didn’t actuallyseehim get murdered. I was out here getting your help.”
“You saw a body.”
“Is it wrong that this one freaked me out less than the first one?”
The first one
Fuck.
This was the kind of life and situations she would be exposed to if she decided to stay with me. Somehow, that suddenly felt incredibly selfish.
“It’s not wrong. But it might be more shock you’re dealing with. It might settle in later.”
She nodded at that.
“He was probably going to kill me, though,” she said, drawing my attention back to her neck. “So it’s harder to feel upset about it.”
“I got Ant’s story. Can you give me yours, just so I’m sure all of Ant’s facts line up?”
