Page 99 of A Wild Darkness

“Don’t start with me,” I warn.

“Oh man, thinking with your dick,” Christian says. “He tried to touch her, didn’t he?”

I blow out a frustrated breath, ignoring their comments. “Got the gun, but I didn’t get to use it. I’ll leave it at the same spot,” I tell Hayden. “I don’t want to have it on me much longer here. Security hasn’t been too tight, the others might be on alert, and I’d rather not take any chances.”

“Definitely not smart to hang on to it. I’ll pick it up tonight,” Hayden confirms. “So, who’s your next target? The guy who poisons women, right?”

“Yeah,” I confirm. “Christian, can you get us a motel room for Pete?”

“We’ll need one close to wherever we end up picking him up from,” Hayden chimes in.

“Got it.” Christian clears his throat. “And Hayden, you and the guys will trail Pete tonight?”

“Yeah. So, track the SUV and get a room close to there,” Hayden adds.

“Sebastian?” a soft voice comes from behind me. I whip my head around to see Stevie standing in the doorway, her tiny shorts exposing toned and delicious legs.

“Okay, guys, I’ve gotta go. I’ll check in later this evening before Stevie and I leave.” I turn off the earpiece without waiting for a response from either of them and toss it back into my suitcase.

Then I rise to my feet and turn to face Stevie. “Good morning.”

“Hi.” She pulls her hair to the side of her shoulder and walks toward me.

“Already getting down to business?”

“Yes.”

“Who was at the door?” she asks.

I sigh. “Silas. He knows Larry is missing.”

Her eyes widen. “Already?”

I nod, pursing my lips. “Apparently he was sharing a room with Bob, and when Larry didn’t return last night, Bob alerted Silas.”

Stevie’s head drops. She bounds toward the couch. “They were sharing a room? I wasn’t expecting that.”

I chuckle. “I thought the same thing when Silas mentioned it.”

She doesn’t sit down, but paces a few times with her bare feet on the thick woven rug. “What does that mean for us? Is it bad he already knows?”

I’m not worried about it much, but I need Stevie to remain vigilant on what we’re doing.

I shove my hands into my front pockets. “It’s not ideal, but we need to remain focused on what the goal is. And right now, it’s making sure no innocent people get killed tonight during their free for all.”

“Yeah. Okay. So, who’s next and what’s the plan?”

She wants to move on, and I get it—pushing whatever trepidation she has aside.

I walk toward Stevie and clasp my hands in hers. “We’re going to take out Pete.”

“How?”

“Tonight is the last night here, and it’s also when Silas promised to let loose the serial killers into the town. I’m sure the next event will be to discuss what they did tonight. So, they’re going to want to make a big show of it.”

Stevie bites the inside of her lip, a look of confusion washing over her face. “But Pete is only one of them. What about the rest? We can’t knowingly let them kill people.”

She’s a lot better at this than she gives herself credit for. A strong desire for justice can be both a blessing and a curse.