Deviant(65)

I knelt down again, looking into the pained eyes of my nemesis. “And this,” I said, placing the knife at his throat, “is for the family they left behind.” With one quick swipe, I cut his throat. Pinzano gagged and gargled but, pretty soon, his body went lax.

Pulling out Pinzano’s handkerchief, I wiped the blade again, then placed the handkerchief back into his top pocket. Once I was ready to leave, I turned to Jimmy. “You okay with taking care of the rest.”

Jimmy nodded. “I have Nicky waiting out front. He’ll give me a hand. Don’t worry. We have it covered.”

As I walked towards the door, I patted Jimmy on the back. “Thanks, my friend. The rest of the money has been wired already.”

Jimmy nodded. “It was my pleasure.”

Nodding to Nicky on my way out, I made my way back to the Vanquish. I had to get home to make sure I was there in the eventuality Carmichael would want to leave—after being fucked into oblivion, of course. I knew the girls would have their work cut out for them. No doubt that the minute Katie had her mouth around his cock, he probably came within ten seconds. Fucking chump.

I looked at my watch, noting that I had been gone for forty minutes. Everything was going according to plan. I just needed to make sure I got home in a hurry—and without being spotted by the police. Every instinct in me wanted to put my foot down and embrace the speed. I wanted to wind down my window, have the cold breeze hit my skin, hear the roar of my V8 as it raced down the road. I couldn’t, though. I would have to save that for another time. For now, getting back without being caught was my number one goal.

I couldn’t help the smile, though. I couldn’t get the image of Pinzano upside down like the pig he is, being burned slowly and roasted alive out of my mind. How many times had I dreamt of this night, planning it down to the very last detail? Now that the scumbag was gone, I could concentrate on Tyler a bit more. No doubt she was a little pissed at me for leaving her for so many days, and she would probably be pissed at me for not using a condom.

My dick strained against my trousers, seeking out her soft, wet pussy. It wanted more, craved more, like she was the beat to my heart. But I didn’t have a heart. If it did exist, it was black with rage, filled with an everlasting void of hate and desire. Desire to crush, desire to hurt, desire to avenge my past. It coursed through my veins and raced through my blood like an endless tide. Never stopping. Never quitting. Never backing down.

With a turn of my steering wheel, I eased the Vanquish back into the garage where Humphrey was waiting. He smiled reassuringly and I knew that was my answer to whether everything was okay.

I switched off the car and got out. “Fifty minutes, Dean. I’m impressed.” He patted my back as we entered the kitchen.

“I take it everything is okay here?” I asked, wanting to get to the point.

“Of course. The leeches are still downing your booze like it’s the last they’ll ever get, Katie is with Carmichael, and Samantha is still upstairs in her room, just as you requested.”

I nodded, but I was anxious to get this night over with. “Good, but I got to go up and make sure I’m in that room before he comes out and catches me running up the stairs.”

Humphrey nodded, knowing that explaining what happened would just have to wait a little while longer. Straight away, I had an idea, and raced to the fridge. I pulled out a bottle of champagne and fetched two glasses. I pulled my top off, discarding it in the laundry room. Humphrey, as loyal as ever, handed me a bottle of aftershave. “Put that on. You reeked of smoke with that shirt on, but even with it gone, I can still smell you.” I nodded, grateful that he had thought of everything.

Racing up the stairs, I was in the middle of the third flight when Carmichael appeared. “Oh, there you are. I was just about to come out and find what was taking Samantha so long.”

I laughed, but was fucking thankful I had this bright idea. “I was just bringing Samantha and me a bottle of champagne. She gets even kinkier when she’s had a few.” We both laughed, but I had to carry on my act. “Are you done with the lovely Katie already?”

Carmichael shook his head. “Of course not. In fact, I’m glad you’re here so I can ask.” He whispered the words, so I knew he wanted me closer. I walked up the rest of the stairs to hear what he had to say, but I was conscious that I may still smell like smoke. I couldn’t have things shot to shit now, not after everything I’d done to make this night go smoothly.

“The girls,” he said, motioning with his head to the rooms. “Do they ever, you know…get together sometimes?”