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“We’ll spare your life.”
Ronan tilts his head at me with pinched brows. I soften my gaze to ensure he can trust me. He looks at me with hesitation, then it disappears. He nods, looking back at the mayor.
Focusing ahead, I stroll over to with a devious smile. “You’ll live if you do something for us.”
Relief shines broad on his face. “Please, anything. I'll do it.”
I tilt my head and extend my pinkie. “You resign from the position of mayor.” My ring finger extends next. “You turn yourself in.”
That relief is gone. He begins to talk, and I pinch my fingers for him to shut it. I give my last finger, the middle one. “And then you tell your wife the truth, about everything you have been doing, all the real harm you have done to this city.”
He panics now. “I-I can't do that. I can't.”
Ronan grunts and cocks his gun, aiming it at his head. “Alright. Goodbye.”
“Wait, wait, wait. Please! Please!” He covers his face and begins to whimper. He mumbles and sobs while his hands tremble in the air.
I shake my head, sneering at the man who's a husband, who has helped create girls who will soon grow to become women. I hurt for them because they'll find out that their father, the man who is supposed to set an example, is really a cruel man who adds to the destruction in our world. Who adds to the trauma and fear when young girls and women walk the streets alone.
Are there any noble men anymore? Real honorable men?
My eyes shift and land on Ronan as he looks down on the mayor, crumbling to the floor. My chest opens up and bursts with something unknown. Something so terrifying that I rub my hand over the area that is now fluttering and contains a quiet ache. It's more thancare; it's more than attraction. I look away. This is happening at the wrong time, but I see that Ronanisthat man. He does what's right for the world, he corrects the disorder and wants to improve it and make the ones who were ruined by the catastrophe stronger.
The vessel that's been lost for years pounds against my ribs, and the heavy pressure builds in my throat. Goosebumps rise all over my skin, sparking a shiver up my spine. I don't understand, but what I do know is that I...
I want to stay here.
With him.
Chapter 33
Poison
May he rot in hell
Idon't know what thehell Anita was thinking when she thought of keeping him alive, but I’m following her lead because I trust her judgment. I trust any decision that she makes for the team because she’s smart, calculated, and she’ll never do anything that would put us in jeopardy.
