"I was ready for this, Bentley . I'm not fucking stupid . But I was hoping that you'd just let her go and walk away . " Pulling his phone from his pocket, he smiled, tapping the screen and putting it back . "You're not taking her . " Taking slow steps around the table, he worked his way closer to me . "Does she know?"
I could hear myself wheezing as I focused on breathing . But there wasn't enough air for me to talk . My eyes began to bulge as the cord cut into my throat .
"Does she know?" Virgo looked at the man behind me, giving him a slight nod . The cord suddenly loosened a hair, just enough for me to say a few quiet words .
"Does she know what?"
"Does she know who you are—does she know what you are?"
"She knows enough . " My voice was scratchy, holding half the baritone it normally had .
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"I don't think she does . " His smile thickened to a devilish grin . "I don't think she knows enough about you . If she did, she would have run back to me . "
"I'm not playing your fucking games, Virgo . " Wriggling my fingers, I was able to get just the very tips under the rope .
"It's not a game, Bentley, it's the truth . Does she know who your father is?"
"She knows enough," I snapped, baring my teeth . Sweat was dripping down my forehead, stinging my eyes as I tried to figure out a way to get free .
I wasn't sure where he was going with this . She knew I killed people, she knew my father killed people, she knew enough to paint her own picture . What more was there?
You know what he's talking about .
But she's not strong enough to hear it .
She didn't need any details of how we did our job or the names of the people we killed . Jessie was smart enough to understand everything without all the morbid details . And the real truth, she couldn't handle that yet .
"I don't think she does . " His voice was smooth and confident . "But she will . Any last words you want to tell her?"
Following his eyes, I turned slightly to look at the door . In the back of my head, I knew what he was doing . He was going to fucking kill me .
You can't fucking kill me, not when I'm already dead inside .
The door opened slowly, and Vin walked in holding Jessie by the neck . Her face was beet red, her lip was split, trickling blood down her chin .
She's a fighter . That's the only reason she's still alive at all .
"Here she is boss . " Giving her a gentle nudge, he let her go . "Anything else?"
"No, you can go, Vin . "
Jessie had this look on her face . She was fucking pissed . Her mouth was tight, rolled down in the corners . Her eyes were jagged, shooting razors in Virgo's direction . She didn't even look at me, her gaze anchored on her enemy .
"Where's Aubrey?" she asked through clenched teeth .
"Who?"
"Don't play fucking stupid . Where is she?" Balling her fists at her sides, her breathing became faster as she clutched the flower in her palm . "Vin said she's gone . What the hell does that mean?"
"Oh, her," he mocked, arching his brows high . "You two were trouble together, so I sold her . " Looking down at her hand, Virgo smiled . "What do you have there?" Stepping forward, he snatched the flower from her fingers .
"I gave her that . It's for her to keep, not for you take away from her . "
The sound of my voice forced Jessie to whip her head in my direction . Our eyes met, hers growing wide and full of tears as she absorbed the sight of me on my knees .
"What's happening? What are you doing to him?" Taking a small step forward, she clutched the side of her head, pulling her hair tight against her scalp .
"It's so sweet he gave you a flower . " Bringing the flower to his nose, Virgo inhaled a deep breath . "You're in love, Bentley . I wish your father was here to see this . "
"Leave my father out of this . "
Chapter end
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