Tainted Love(55)

Zane looks to me as I stand up. “Always gotta take the fun out of everything, aye?”

I shrug. “What can I say…I got a little carried away.”

I turn my attention to the fat blob that’s hyperventilating on the floor, his big gray beard running across his thick chest. “You’re next flubber, get your ass up.” I can see out of the corner of my eye as Alaina walks over to the skinny guy. She takes Zane’s knife and cuts his dick clean off in one quick move. I look to Lain and see no regrets about her decision, she carried the task out with not a blink of an eye. Pain changes people, I understand that. And that’s why I’m shit scared of what’s going on with Kalie. I want to be there with her, fight her demons for her, so she doesn’t need to. I will always put my girl on a pedestal, and I may give her time—but not much. How I need to deal with her loss during that time is undecided.

“We need to move fast. We have five minutes left,” Ollie says from behind me.

I shrug, pull my knife out and slice him from ear to ear, watching as the skin on his neck splits open showing the white fatty tissue under the skin before blood starts to spurt out everywhere. I watch as he grips onto his neck, choking on his own blood. Once I know he’s dead, I turn around to Alaina and Zane and see a horrific scene in front of me.

“Holy shit,” I say with a laugh.

“Lain, you’re a bit of an unbalanced bitch, aren’t you. I’m impressed, firecracker.”

The girl is fucking bad. When she was taken a few years ago from a man that was chasing her father, she stunned us all by shooting the enemy perfectly between their eyes. She’s done that three times, to three different men. To some, that may sound unbelievable, but if you knew the story of her father you’d know that the apple just didn’t fall far from the tree.

“We gotta bounce brother. Abby is going to lose her shit when she sees this mess.”

I laugh as we make our way out. Abby is the Chief of Police. She’s the youngest Chief that there’s ever been, apparently. It’s a good thing her connection to us is completely off the record. She’s come in handy in more ways than I can count. We make our way outside, walking back around to our bikes. Before I start her up, I send a text to Sandra, giving her the location of Kazimir. I’m sure she already knows where it is, though, being with Abby. I’m not finished with him yet, but I know Sandra will let me have my way with him.





Once I slide into the truck, I look over at Trevor.

“Thanks for taking me home,” I say, pulling on the bottom of Ade’s hoodie.

Hearing him tell me he loved me moved me, but at the moment I’m too angry to go there, and I don’t think I will ever be able to forgive him. Yes, it’s not entirely his fault, it was only his connections, but I didn’t really know the extent of what happens in this world. Maybe I should have watched more television shows. I look out the window, watching all the trees pass me by and thinking over the past week. I need to get a new phone. I don’t even know if anyone knows what had happened. Probably not, it’s probably all buried. Otherwise, there’d be media and the police surrounding us. I continue to glance out the window until, eventually my exhaustion takes over and sleep sets in.





Opening my eyes to Trevor’s voice. “Kal? Wake up babe, we’re here.”

Rubbing my eyes, I huff out. “Okay, thanks again, Trevor.”

“I need to walk you up, Kal. I have orders.”

Nodding my head because I don’t want to cause him any trouble. “That’s fine, come on.”

Pushing open the door, I step out into the late afternoon sun. I glance around our apartment car park and notice people staring. Shrugging, I close the door. I don’t really care what people are thinking right now. I lost my dignity this week, along with many other things.

I round the truck and take Trevor’s arm in mine. He looks over to me, worried. He really is cute.

“Kal, do you want me to wait for you to take a shower then take you to go and see a doc?”

I shake my head. “I’ll see her tomorrow. I just want to sleep.”

He looks around nervously. “Ade, he wants me—”

“Don’t fucking say his name, Trevor. Please. I don’t care what Ade wants, okay?”

He swallows and nods his head. “I understand, baby, come on.”

When we reach my door, I remember I didn’t stop at the hotel and collect my things.

“Fuck,” I swear out quietly.

“What’s wrong?” Trevor asks me nervously.

“It’s nothing. I just forgot that my keys and everything is back at the hotel.”