Seduce & Destroy - Page 93

“Just kill me, Laney.”

I came up behind her, gun gripped tightly at my side. “You don’t have to do this,” I said softly in her ear. A brutal death weighed on your conscience, I didn’t want that for her. She’d been through enough.

“Do it for me.” Her father said as blood appeared to pool in his mouth. Her lips downturned at the sight. “I have nothing to live for anyway.”

“Not even me?” She replied, gutted.

He looked at me and then her, perusing her up and down in disgust. “You’ve been tainted.”

I hoped to provide her some privacy by moving to stand in the corner of the room, but my eyes were peeled to see this man suffer.

All of a sudden, my gun was snatched from my hand and a cracking whack rang through the air. Laney had hit him across the face with my gun. Then stabbed in the heart, right in the hole of his shirt where the bullet had entered.

He yelped a haggard cry for help, but his eyes were dead. No one was coming to help him. Least of all his daughter, who dragged the embedded knife downward to pierce his lungs. He gargled some blood before going limp.

Laney collapsed, spent beside him, and when she looked up at me, her cheeks were dry.

?

“I regret every birthday,” she uncovered the tattoo on her arm. We sat in the hallway outside the cell, Laney didn’t want to go far. “I hid in my room to not make him more pitiful. Every time I shied away from talking about Mother, I should’ve thrown it in his face.”

I let her speak.

“You know, I never got to meet my grandparents on my mother’s side, Father told me they didn’t want anything to do with me. I guess I now know why.”

“You could reach out to them,” I grabbed her hand, “You still have a family.”

A bittersweet smile played on her lips. “I don’t know how I woul–”

Terrence came bounding round the corner. “Go in there! What is taking so long?”

I stood. “It’s done.”

He stopped in front of us. “And you’re sitting here commiserating?”

“Celebrating,” Laney deadpanned.

“Oh really?”

I nodded, eyebrows lifted at her response. “That bad, huh?” I told her.

She nodded with me. “I recently discovered.”

“I’ll tell Daddy you killed him. He’s itching for an update.”

“I didn’t…actually.” I looked him in the eye, then tilted my head. “She did.”

The shock on his face was golden, but too quickly, it turned into a graver expression. “Parricide?” He asked.

“Thought maybe it’ll earn her some brownie points.” Laney shrugged, but it did nothing to soothe the panicked expression on Terrence’s face.

“I-I…don’t know about that, Kil, are you sure about this?” He said.

I looked toward Laney. “It’s a risk.”

“I’m not here to hurt you.” Laney said. “Promise.”

Terrence knelt down before her. “It’s not that simple, sweetheart. You carry his name.”