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Chapter Five
“You’re not my pawn, Rose,” Weston said.
Every time he said her name, feelings spiked through her. She wasn’t sure what the feelings were, but they burned both hot and cold.
His one remaining eye tracked her as she turned away from the window. It hurt to look at him, for so many reasons. Some quiet part of her was horrified by the story of suffering that was written in his skin.
“Then what do you want?” She wandered to check the view from the window in the adjacent wall. Green hills, blue sky, and even some picturesque, fat white clouds. A little cottage in the country.
Once upon a time, the two of them had dreamed of running away to a place like this. They’d been young. And stupid.
“What do I want? I want to stop them.”
“Stop them from doing what? You saved Tabby. Caden’s dead. The game’s over. Congratulations.” She clapped twice. “You won.”
“And you. I saved you.” His tone was perfectly neutral.
“I didn’t need to be saved.”
And that might have been the biggest lie she’d ever told.
“Really? Because when I found you in those tunnels, it looked like you were planning to stand there while a tunnel collapsed on top of your head.”
“And so what if I was?”
She hadn’t heard him move, but he spoke from just beside her. “Suicide, Rose?”
She jumped, and turned just enough to look at him over her shoulder. He was standing only a few feet from her—tall and broad, with a hardness to him that hadn’t been there all those years ago.
“Revenge,” she said in the coldest tone she could manage. “On the people who killed Caden.”
“They all survived.”
Relief flooded her. She’d had nightmares while she slept, in which she lay trapped under the rubble listening to Christian and his trinity moan in pain and die slowly. She forced out a snort. “I’ll have to try harder next time.”
“You plan to go back to Boston and murder someone? Maybe burn down another building?”
“My, my, aren’t you well informed.” She turned to face him. “How?”
“I bugged Victoria’s phone.”
“You bugged your mother’s phone?”
“Victoria,” he said firmly.
Obviously, Victoria had stopped being Weston’s mom once he’d learned that she had encouraged Rose to accept Elroy’s training.
Rose had been the one to expose Victoria, to reveal she wasn’t as unwitting as Weston had believed.
“We’re leaving. I have enough money to get us out. Do you have your passport?” Weston asked, shortly after spanking her. They were both still shaken by the incident and he was desperate to escape.
“No, your mom took it.”
“Mom! She’ll help us. I’ll text her—”
“She knows.”
Weston froze. “What?”
