Even from this distance, I can see the necklace around her neck—
The gift I gave to her, back at the estate that day.
And like some sick twist of fate, I’m down to two fucking bullets.
One for Evie.
And one for Philip.
My blood is running cold beneath my skin. But Evie is screaming. She’s begging.
How many times in this life do I have to point my gun at you?
When you’re such a good fucking kid.
I know Philip sees his death in my eyes. Because his face pales as I raise my gun for the last time.
One for Evie.
One for Philip.
But before I can pull the trigger, something strikes me at the back of the head.
A blow I couldn't sense coming over the sound of my heart breaking—
One that knocks me to the floor instantly.
The darkness sweeps in so quickly, there isn’t time for regret.
Or hatred.
Or loathing.
There’s only a crippling agony.
Because somehow, I know it’s the last time I’ll ever see Evelyn again.
And I am the reason why she’s going to die.
Chapter 24
‘Christian’
When I wake, there’s a pulsing at the back of my skull.
I think I’m dead. If that’s the case, it’s not heaven or hell… It’s somewhere in between. Somewhere between agony and disconnection. I’m floating in the abyss until something sucks me back into my body.
My eyes snap open. I jolt upright, alert, and Xavier is beside me. We’re still in the harbour, but we’re no longer estranged on the bridge. Instead, I’m tucked under the shade. Closer to the offices along the shore and out of the afternoon sun.
The afternoon sun.
“What happened?” Too much time has passed. I try to stand, but my bones fight against me, making me wince. I’m struggling to get to my feet, but instead of helping me, Xavier steps back, out of reach.
He’s quiet. His gaze is sharp. Unfamiliar. And there’s a sinking feeling in my chest when I remember.
I was going to take the shot.
“What… what did you do?” I croak. My voice feels raw. Unfamiliar. And my guns—
