Markev is inside for less than two minutes, and I narrow my eyes. What is his reason for being here? Just shopping?
When he comes back out, an unlit cigarette hangs from his mouth. He walks slowly, without a care in the world, scanning the empty lot.
He gets back into his car and pulls away.
I follow once again.
The road narrows as we leave the town behind, trees closing in until there is nothing but forest and rolling hills on either side.
I glance at the remote resting on the passenger seat and take it into my hand.
I look up once more at the car ahead of me and smile faintly.
“Goodbye, Markev.”
I press the brakes abruptly, at the same moment my thumb finds the button.
The car in front of me explodes.
The sound is deafening, and the flash of flame so bright it burns my eyes.
As I stare at the wreck in flames, an unfamiliar pressure tightens in my chest.
A strange sensation.
I don’t like it. It almost…hurts?
I shake it off and return my attention to the burning car.
Too bad it was a Lamborghini.
But ah well, what can one do? Sometimes we must sacrifice precious things for the greater good.
Chapter 13
Milo
One hour earlier
There is only the sound of sobs.
My hands are clenched into fists at my sides.
The girl is on the floor.
Crying.
She is trying so hard not to sob, knowing it will only worsen her fate, yet she seems unable to stop.
I squeeze my eyes shut.
I cannot do this again.
Even the strongest person would break, given enough time.
“Open your eyes,” that disgusting voice snarls.
I don’t.
