Page 75 of Saviour
At the same time, I have confetti cannons going off inside my head but also a small bit of dread. Nine years we’ve been trying to take him down, so why now?How?
And without even asking the question out loud, like always, he knows what I’m thinking.
“It was Theo.”
“King's girl?” I question, a little astonished. I know she’s not King’s girl. Not really. They haven’t spoken in nine years. But it’s definitely the same Theo Dax told me about.
“Yep. She shot him.” In the silence, I can hear his smile. “It’s our time, Birdie.”
Six months later
“I’ve had enough of it now, Dax. It’s been months! When the fuck will you be home to stay?”
Dax huffs on the other end of the line and I know he’s as frustrated as I am.
Life hasn’t quite gone the way we thought it would when Carlo Rhivers was finally buried six feet deep. Instead of King taking over and just moving forward with our lives, the man has been obsessing over that fucking prison and little Miss Theodora Harlow.
Aside from the fact that she and King had a little thing going on when they were younger, and she’s the daughter of the leader of the Second District, I’ve not heard a single thing about her.
She’s invisible. A nobody.
Well, she was.
Now she’s the girl who murdered Carlo Rhivers, the great, notorious mafia don who was one of the hardest men on earth to kill.
And she just shoots him in the head, just like that, in front of everyone.
To say it’s pissed me off is an understatement, for two reasons in particular.
One, me, Dax, and King have been planning for years, nine to be exact, to execute Carlo. We put our lives on hold and she just comes along and takes it from all of us.
And two, King has decided to throw her into the District jail, the very same place he was thrown into before I met him. Which actually sounds great to me, aside from the fact it’s taking all of their time and they rarely come home.
King has become obsessed with Theo and that prison and barely leaves, and because Dax is his loyal sidekick, wherever King goes, Dax usually goes.
I’m not a clingy girl. In fact, it’s always me who's running away. Sharing him with King, I can do, but with Theo? Absolutely not.
“Birdie, I’ll be home sooner than you think.”
I roll my eyes because he’s always giving me these vague answers when I ask him.
“Tomorrow, in fact.”
I pause and when I don’t respond, he chuckles.
“And before you start moaning again, yes, it’s to stay. King has decided it’s not safe for Theo to stay in the prison any longer. The money Kennedy was getting in reference to ‘the girl’ we’re almost certain it’s Theo. He wants to take her out to keep her safe.”
I roll my eyes harder this time. When Theodora ended up in the District prison, like I said, King became obsessed. What shocked us all was her father’s reaction. To be quite honest, he didn’t give a shit, so King started digging into him and found he was getting monthly payments from an anonymous sender that simply stated ‘for the girl’.
We noticed that recently the payments had stopped coming through until Kennedy could ‘promise her’.
I couldn’t care less what happened to Theodora Harlow, though, so I try to stay out of it.
“Okay, and where is he sending her?”
The phone is silent for so long, I pull it back from my ear to check he’s still on the line.
“Dax?” I question, and he sighs again and doesn’t need to elaborate because I know what’s coming next.
