“Ahhhh, it’s working. That arm of yours won’t be any good to you for at least half an hour.
“What did you give me.”
“Do you like it? I’m going to give you some more. I give it to all my meals that I keep alive as I eat them. Amelia’s gonna get the same. Though she’ll be dead by the time I get to eat her. I still want to save her tits. I was thinking I’d get a glass case made for them.”
I growled at him and moved my good arm, punching him hard. He punched back, and damn it, we both went tumbling down the next rung of steps. Without my arm it made it difficult to control myself.
I hit my head hard on the edge of the last step. That actually made me feel sick.
Again, Victor seized the opportunity and came at me. He pinned me using his legs around my arms. It was a lock I couldn’t break out of.
But I had to.
I had to save Amelia. I had to save my girl.
Once again and for the second time today, I thought of how much I loved her. Both times were just before I thought death had come for me.
Victor pulled a gun from his back pocket and pulled the trigger.
“Time for you to go, boss,” Victor taunted. “Time to—”
A gunshot sounded. I gasped when I saw the damn thing go through Victor’s chest and wiz past my head.
Victor sucked in a breath and grabbed his chest.
“Blood. I actually have blood, and it’s red. My mother told me that devil children had blood like tar. She lied, like with everything else.” Another shot ripped into his chest, and blood splashed all over my face. When Victor skittered back, howling in pain, I saw Claudius coming down the stairs, gun in hand.
“The first one was for Henry, the second for Lydia.” Claudius bellowed and shot him two more times. “That was for Jack and Susanna.”
I was surprised Victor was still alive.
“Revenge.” Victor gurgled blood and slumped against the railing on the stairs.
Claudius shot him again in the stomach. “That is for taking Amelia and Gigi and for all the shit you’ve dealt over the last few weeks.”
Victor opened his mouth, but no words came out.
To my surprise, Claudius reached behind him and pulled out Victor’s sword he’d dropped upstairs.
Victor’s eyes went wide when Claudius raised it.
“This is for my brother. Fuck you for screwing with him!” Claudius swung the sword in a wide arc, hacking off Victor’s head.
All I could do was stare.
All I could do was look at the dismembered body of Victor and his head as it dropped down the stairs. Grotesque.
Claudius looked at me. “No more blood on your hands, brother, and not for him. Clean start for you. Justice is served. Now let’s go find Amelia.”
He reached out his hand to help me get up.
I looked back to Victor’s body, closing that chapter of him in my mind and my life.
On to the next mission.
Chapter 18
Amelia
