“You missed your chance. I knew you were too chickenshit to end my life, Little Lita. Just like—” Dourif was cut off by me swinging my arm and plunging the knife straight into his neck. The puncture made a sickening wet sound, and I could feel the veins and muscles I’d hit as the knife went in. I yanked the knife out, and blood sprayed my front, going into my mouth and eyes. He tripped forward, grabbing for me. I leaped out of his reach, and his eyes widened as he stared ahead. His body hit the ground with a thud. The sound of his throat gurgling was low under the music still pumping through the speakers.
He twitched and a moment later fell limp. Wiping my face, I spit out the blood that had gotten in my mouth, and I inhaled deeply and looked over at Sebastian.
“I really hope this fucking creep wasn’t my dad.”
Chapter 24
Sebastian
The Set Tour
“Idid it. Holy shit, Sebastian—I did it.” Her face was a mixture of shock and excitement. She was smiling, but her eyes kept drifting off. I didn’t blame her. Dourif had dropped some major information.
“You did. Good job, Final Girl.” I reached for her hand across the bar. “You’re a natural. You ready to get out of here?”
“What? Shouldn’t we take care of his body or something?” Her brows knitted together.
“Look around the room. He’s got a table full of coke and the reputation as a slimeball fuck of a manager. No one’s going to give a shit about him. They’re going to assume he got into some trouble. It’s fine. We just gotta wash the blood off ourselves.” I grabbed the can I’d discarded and came around the bar, stepping carefully to not stomp in the blood. I went to the coffee table, where the cocaine was scattered all over. Bending down, I grabbed the tray with Evie’s prints and took my shirt to it, wiping it clean. I set it back down carefully without touching it with my own hands.
“Where do we do that? We can’t go back the way we came.” Evie’s eyes grew wide as panic began to take over.
“There’s a back door. Look, he’s got a pool. Let’s go out that way and jump in real quick. We’ll be fine.” I grabbed our wigs and headed to the back door.
Exiting, we walked over and stood by the pool.
“Will this work? With DNA and stuff?” Evie asked, squeezing my hand. I dropped the wigs and sighed.
“I think it will do well enough. Dourif is so low on the totem pole, no one’s going to look that hard for who did it.”
“Sometimes dead is better,” she muttered.
“Exactly. Let’s do this, quick.” With my free hand I plugged my nose. Bending my knees, I counted down. “One, two, three!”
Together, we jumped into the pool, fully clothed. The water stung momentarily, but I popped back up a moment later and blinked away the chlorine. Evie followed a second later, wiping her face.
All around us, Dourif’s blood mixed with the water. I wagged my hands under the surface, and soon, the red was gone. Paddling to the ladder, we pulled ourselves up, now significantly water-logged.
Picking our wigs back up, I glanced back at the house. The party was still in full swing, thankfully. He wouldn’t be found until morning at the earliest. I called for our driver, and as we waited, we wrung our clothes out.
“You think he’ll notice?” Evie asked nervously as she squeezed her hair out into a bush.
“Yeah, but let’s play it off.” A few moments later, he pulled up, and we got in, leaving the scene.
“Are you wet on my seat?” The driver asked, scowling. I snickered.
“Yeah, things were crazy over there. We fell into the pool. Sorry, bill me for the damage.”
He huffed and rolled the window up, then clicked on the intercom to ask where we needed to go.
I looked over at Evie. She yawned and slumped in her seat. Between her coming down from the coke, the fight with Dourif, and the jump in the pool, she looked like hell.
“What time is it?” Evie asked. “We have to be at the studio at six.”
I looked at my watch. It was just past midnight. She needed rest, but I’d just slammed a Red Bull and was wide awake.
“Take us back to my place,” I told Anton and then turned to her. “You can sleep in a guest room.”
“I’m tired, but I’m not at the same time,” she sighed.
