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You have a visitor. Same place as last time.
I jump to my feet and make sure all of the doors and windows are locked in the cabin before I head straight out the front door, hoping to be able to finish this business before she gets out of the shower. If it’s a similar situation to last time, the guy doesn’t have a chance in hell of getting out of that chair alive. Not with her close by.
I’m met with an almost identical scene as last time, but this time it’s a different guy. He’s older and at first glance I’m not even sure he’s alive. He doesn’t have the same energy Jordan had. One glance at the paper and I already know what it says.
Beau, meet Adam.
You might want to ask Adam how he knows your girl.
If he refuses to answer… use the remote to see for yourself.
Fuck, I’m not looking forward to this. I don’t know if I have it in me to watch her being tortured again. I’ll become the most savage murderer ever known if I keep seeing this shit.
I choose the knife again, this time taking my place behind him right away. With a yank of his hair, I hold him back and look into his eyes, then place the knife between my lips so I can rip off the tape covering his face.
“How do you know Iris Kensington?” My voice is deep, mirroring the depths of the thoughts going through my head.
“She was one of the students at my academy.” I slice his throat open without asking him another word. I hear footsteps from my left, just as the blood begins to run down his neck, so my first cut isn’t as deep as it was the last time. One glance at who’s brave enough to come through the barn door and I’m left surprised as Iris walks in. She’s wearing my black t-shirt and the boots she was wearing earlier. I can barely see the bottom hem of my underwear below the length of the shirt.
“Go back inside, Kens.” I force myself to get back to the task and circle around Adam so I can line up for one final jab to the heart.
“Beau. What have you done?” She waits until I’m done twisting the blade to ask.
“Nothing he didn’t deserve.”
“How did he get here?” She doesn’t deny that he deserved to die, squishing that little percent of doubt I had because I didn’t wait for the proof before I reacted.
“No clue. Don’t care.”
“Beau. Stop. Look at me.” I’m cleaning the knife with a white towel when she asks me to turn around. I place the knife in its spot before I do as she asks.
“Is this the first time you’ve killed a person?”
“No.”
“Jesus.” She rushes over to me, not looking at Adam as she passes.
“Is this the Rector?”
“Yes. How did they know about him?”
I wait for her to look at me before I answer. “My guess is they’ve been watching us all the entire time. How many more are there?”
“What do you mean?”
“This is the second one I’ve killed because they hurt you.”
“Who was the other one?”
“His name was Jordan.” She looks clueless when I say his name. “A bartender in Georgia.” She shakes her head with no obvious recognition. “I watched him drug you and then take you to a supply room and fuck your lifeless body. It was all recorded and here for me to watch the last time I was here.”
“What the hell,” she says on a defeated exhale.
“My guess is the society is working some vigilante shit and making us take care of the worthless people in the world. They’ve just chosen the ones who hurt you to encourage me to go through with it. I’m sure they’re videoing it all to use as blackmail if I ever decide to leave the society. And I’m not supposed to be talking about it, so who knows what type of consequence I’m about to face.” She bows her head and rests her forehead on my chest. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll spend eternity in jail if I can rid the world of the monsters who fucked with you.”
“What are we supposed to do with this?”
“They disposed of everything last time. Even the clothes I was wearing.”
