Page 21 of Killer Peep Show
“This is for your safety and ours,” he kisses the top of my head.
I think my life is about to get weird and violent.
Abel
“You plan on marrying this girl?” My father asks and I nod.
“I do. As soon as I take my place, I will marry her. I know it’s not what you want, but I love her.”
He laughs and I stare at him like he’s lost it.
“I never wanted an arranged marriage for either of my sons. My marriage wasn’t arranged. I fell in love with your mother and told my father that if he wanted me to take over the family, he would allow me to marry your mother. He agreed. I never liked those old laws. Not to say that you won’t have to arrange a few here and there, to please the older men in the family. But you do it by giving them choices and making sure they won’t be abused.”
I stare at my father as if he grew two heads.
“Learn new things, don’t you? Now, about the cop…”
“He needs to go. He knows things about the family. He’s abused, Joelle.”
“I agree. He’s been a thorn in our side. But you need a solid plan to take him out.”
“I know. I don’t know how to do that without drawing attention to us,” I state in frustration. I don’t need to bring the heat. I feel like I’m going to be a horrible boss.
“We’re going to do this together and when it’s done, it will be your time,” my father says, “now, the doctor is with Joelle. What will she do after her head isn’t a mess?”
“I don’t know. She’s the cover we will need in other cities. She lures them in and the hitmen take them out. I think it will work.”
“You think she will keep killing? She’s pretty accurate,” he says.
“I want her to have the choice,” I say and he nods as we walk out of the office to the basement. Doctor Engle is going to put her in a padded room and say sweetheart over and over. He thinks that if she keeps working through it, she will have her control back. I’m not sure if it will work.
“Cain,” I say as I settle in a seat beside him.
“Did he talk about the ex?”
“He did. We’re all going to come up with a plan. I want her to take her shot when he’s in our custody though.”
“I agree,” he nods.
“How’s she doing?”
“Well, when I came to get her, she killed Tony,” he chuckles.
“What?”
“She was a little upset about it, but I think it’s because he came off creepy. He said sweetheart and she drowned him. She said she knew she was doing it, but couldn’t control it.”
“He’s not a loss. Probably deserved it,” I shrug and Cain snorts.
“Joelle, sweetheart,” Doc says over a mic and I watch as she becomes a beast, beating the wall, lunging at the plexiglass.
“You need to breathe,” Doc says as she takes another lunge, but stumbles back. Her chest heaves up and down, as she stands in the middle of the room.
“I don’t need to breathe,” she hisses.
“What do you feel right now?”
“I feel the need to rip out someone’s throat,” she snaps.
