Page 59 of No Small Sin

I reached into the car and turned the sound louder.

I had no idea if this particular victim deserved this end, but I couldn’t find it in me to care.

I raised the club over my head and brought the head down hard on his face with a sickening crack. I felt a surge of power as splinters of bone flew, followed by the sticky spray of blood that coated the lower half of my jeans. I struck him again and again, each blow harder than the last, until all that was left was an unrecognizable bloody pulp.

I walked away, removing my shirt, and using it to wipe the clubhead clean before shoving the iron back into my bag.

I drove away from the scene, not caring enough to deal with the body. Someone else could do it this time.

I needed a shower, a change of clothes, and my girl.

Luckily, I could find all three under the same roof.

The car hummed steadily as I drove down the winding road leading away from the lake. The trees grew denser until I came upon the fork in the road. I took the right turn, gravel crunching beneath my tires, and followed the winding path for a while longer until I could just make out the silhouette of the massive wooden cabin tucked away among the trees.

While I couldn’t share with her yet what I’d just come up with, I could fuck her boneless and get the things done here that I needed to do before taking the next steps.

Two birds with one stone, if you will.

I would need to work out the finer details. I knew Law could get what I needed to get the job done, and he would be more than willing to acquaint me with his own methods.

What I had in mind was uncharted territory, but I’d accepted now that it was the only answer.

I couldn’t bear to see my girl locked away.

She deserved to be free, and if there was one thing I’d been reminded of today it was that there was freedom in death.

CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR

TK

Aside from Hunt dropping a basket of snacks and other necessities by my room the evening before, I hadn’t actually interacted with her very much in the short time I’d been a guest in her home.

I’d been alone in my new room for several hours when I finally decided to drag myself out of bed and better acquaint myself with my new friend.

I hoped we’d be friends, anyway. She seemed really nice and I was thankful that she was willing to put herself out there for me in this way. It was not a small gesture, that was for sure.

I hadn’t expected her to be so… young. I hadn’t met Mattia to know what he looked like, but in my mind, I’d imagined him to be old. I just didn’t think it was super typical for anyone in their twenties to be the top dog of a fairly large and well-known crime syndicate.

Maybe they had an age gap thing going on.

I mean, I definitely understood what it was like to find yourself attracted to a dangerous man. It’s unnerving how little control I’ve had over my own responses to Beck from the very beginning. I don’t think his age or any other circumstances would have changed the way I was drawn to him.

It was just him.

I’ll admit that I was a little pissed that I hadn’t heard from him much since he left me here, but I knew that I needed to try and be patient with him right now.

I stepped out into the hallway, nervously taking in my surroundings. This was truly not your average cabin… if you could even call it that.

Sure, it had the looks and cozy feel of a gigantic mountain home owned by some rich fuck with more money than marbles, but ultimately the place was a fucking fortress.

I glanced down the stairs, unsure of where to find my generous host, when I heard the faint sound of some very emo alternative music coming from the kitchen.

Yeah, we were totally going to be friends.

I headed in the direction of it and found Hunt there, dancing and humming along while chopping fruit and tossing the pieces into a bowl.

Her long red hair hung in loose tendrils around her face, and when she caught sight of me, she all but jumped out of her skin.

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