But he was my father .
"She gets it from her pretty mother . . . " said Anthony . His hands were shoved down the pocket of his dress pants . The tie I had helped him knot was sitting perfectly around his neck . Of course, he had to look perfect while I was sitting in a bloodied uniform, gagged and tied .
"Anthony," I greeted . He met my eyes with a levelled stare . For a moment, doubt crept through my mind .
Did he sell me out to Luke Darcy? He promised . . .
"She's bleeding out . You'll want to wrap that wound up before she passes out again," he advised .
He cares . See?
Luke nodded in acknowledgement, but a wicked grin came over his lips .
"We love to play doctor, you know?" he snickered as he waved his hand . He looked away from me for a few seconds . "Bring the family doctor, yeah?" His hands inched towards my face . He brushed a strand of my hair out of my face . He pulled me by my hair until my head was tilted back and the sensation burned my scalp . I controlled my reflexes and refrained from flinching . "We'll bring you the best doctor, okay darling?" He released my hair and then moved closer to Anthony .
"We had a deal, Murray!" he hissed in a low voice, but I could hear him . "You said that you would keep the Vincent bitch in line and get the information about Cain . "
"And I've kept my side of the bargain, don't you think?" What?
"Do you think she'll break that easily? She looks like a tough cookie . "
"She'll speak when you ask her the right questions . She's a passionate little thing . " His eyes turned to me . A wolfish grin graced his lips as he sauntered to my side . He kissed my lips, suddenly . His lips lingered above mine for a moment .
"Get me out of here," I ground out .
"No," he breathed and then burst out into laughter . "I won't . "
"Mi-"
"Shut up . Your work is over . Now be a good little girl and tell him what he wants to know . " His eyes bore into mine .
Has he gone out of his mind? Is he acting? Did he-did he betray me?
"Don't look so surprised, my kitten . " I gulped the lump in my throat and listened intently . There must be some clue in something he will say . "You were merely acting as bait . We killed Cain, and we have no work left for you . "
"Explain . "
"Remember when you asked me how important Scott was?" I didn't answer . "I told you that no one was important, Mia . Everyone can be replaced . " He looked so smug .
Don't trust his words . Look at his eyes . He can't lie . You know him .
Hard .
Cold .
Indifferent .
"The doctor is here," someone announced . I didn't budge . My eyes were glued to him . I knew him . He wouldn't betray me . I'd misunderstood him and was led to believe the worst about him all my life, but not today . I would only believe the truth .
There was pain . Lots of it .
I could feel that whoever was trying to get the bullet lodged in my body out was not doing a good job, but I didn't care . I kept my eyes on him . He was staring at the man fixing me up . The stitches were jagged, I could tell . They would scar, I knew . I would worry about them later .
"You okay there, Mia?" I could hear Luke ask . He sounded far away . . . like a figment of my imagination .
"Perfect . "
I heard low murmurs . I felt more pain .
The seeds of doubt spread like wildfire in my helpless brain .
"You need to stop playing that game with them, you know . . . " I heard him say . It was not Anthony, his lips didn't move . "Making them think that you love them? That's cruel," he said . "I mean, you did it with Cienna . The poor girl warned Vincent, but she didn't listen . And now this girl . Murray, tell me your secret . What magic do you use on these girls?"
Laughter .
I could see his lips part and his head thrown back as he contemplated the words .
"It's very easy, really . "
Oh, the secrets .
I think I am losing my mind .
"You make them think that they get under your skin . You make them think you are good together . You fight with them . You push them over the edge over and over again . You tell them lies . They are women, they trust . You can tell them not to, but they never listen . " More laughter . This time, it's not him .
"What do you think of this plan, Mia?" Darcy asks me .
"Tell them how you fell for it, love," he snickered .
"The perfect crime," I whispered . "It was a brilliant plan," I smiled .
"She's lost her mind," I heard Darcy say . He sounded awed .
Chapter end
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