Page 86 of Ruthless Intent


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“Then why ask?”

“Because if I’d murdered them, the knife would have been in my left hand.”

“Your left hand?”

My gaze focuses on the bowl he’s holding … in his left hand. I think about him playing and pausing the videos. He’d used his left hand then, too.

Oh god … his dominant hand is his left. If he’d been attacking someone, that’s the hand he’d have used.

He places the bowl down, and moves behind me. My wrists are free a second later.

“Eat your breakfast.”

He walks out of the room.

The bowl in front of me contains oatmeal.

I hate oatmeal.

Almost as much as I hate the guilt filling me up after watching the video.

Why don’t I remember the first interview when I was alone with the detectives? Why do I see Zain holding a knife every time I close my eyes, when I claimed he didn’t have it originally? Why did I change my story? Why did I lie?

Why did I lie?

After watching his recording, I completely understand why he hates me.

Who wouldn’t?

I hate me!

But it also tells me something else.

It doesn’t matter what I do, what I say, Zain will never forgive me. He’s going to continue to torment me, and if I don’t get away from him, it’s going to get worse every single day.

I’m on my feet and across the room, and it’s only when I push open the door leading from the kitchen and into the yard that I realize what I’m doing.

I’m running.

I’m risking my mom going to prison.

And at this moment in time, I can’t stop myself. Because if I stay here, if I allow Zain to take out his anger on me, he will become worse than the monster I painted him as all those years ago.

There’s a gate at the end of the yard, leading out into the forest beyond.

I glance down at my feet.

I’m almost naked, dressed only in my underwear, barefoot, and I’m about to walk out into the trees.

What’s more dangerous? Staying here with a man who hates me, or risking someone seeing me without clothes on?

It’s daytime. It’s early. I should be able to make it to the road and flag someone down.

But then you’ll have to explain why you’re undressed.

One problem at a time. Focus on getting out first.

There’s a stone path leading toward the gate. I glance behind me to make sure Zain hasn't reappeared, then take off.