I hover the phone close to the photo and wait.
BEEP.
It worked. It fucking worked.
A wretched, evil smile forms on my face as I scroll through the phone and open app after app until I finally find what I’m looking for, hidden deep within the folders.
A hit list.
CHAPTER 40
Orion
The sun is shining,the grass is green, and I have my notebook in one hand and my pen in the other. I am feeling more alive than ever right now, because I’ve been able to write nonstop since my last encounter with Sunny.
I haven’t even felt the need to drink since I left Atreus locked up in the Tartarus House this morning. Heck, I might be able to do without for the rest of the day as long as I have all of this inspiration. Maybe I’ll finally finish a whole book and get somewhere after all.
Ever since Sunny came into my life, or rather, I forced my way into her life, certain feelings have been brewing that are harder and harder to ignore. For some reason, dying at her hand is no longer my biggest worry. It’s living to see another day strangled by her hands.
It’s as if the thought of death no longer seems the end goal, rather …life, granted by her, seems to drive me, and it’s so odd.
I’ve never felt the raw need to stay alive, let alone to crave someone so much it could make me want to do anything to be with her, and it makes me feel elated.
Is this how normal people live?
I snigger to myself and pen down some more words, but a bunch of students marching by, gossiping, draws my attention away from my words and toward the rose maze, behind which the Tartarus House lies.
Peculiar.
I stare at the maze, wondering if something is up, when a bunch of cops stroll by, pulling me from my thoughts.
I clear my throat as I glance over my shoulder at the crowd slowly gathering near the Delta Nu Sorority, and I lower my pen as my jaw slowly begins to drop.
Sunny Reed is surrounded.
I jump up from my bench and approach the crowd, but from the corner of my eye, I spot the dean and Xavier doing the same, pushing through the crowd until we all reach the front.
My face turns ghostly pale when my eyes connect with the cop grasping Sunny’s arm.
Atreus Foley.
What the fuck?!
“Sunny Reed, you’re under arrest for multiple counts of first-degree murder,” he growls, pulling out his cuffs.
Everyone gasps in shock, even me.
How did he get out of the Tartarus House basement?
Shit. Shit. Shit! This wasn’t supposed to happen.
“Get your fucking hands off her!” Xavier growls, reaching for something in his pocket.
All the cops are on high alert and draw their weapons.
“Xavier. Don’t,” Sunny warns, glaring at him, and he immediately lowers his hand again.
But the look on his face is like thunder split open the skies.
