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Run – Chapter 7
“Yeah,” he smirked. “Missed you, too.”
She crossed her arms and shrugged, unmoved.
Lauren sat across from him. “What do you want?”
“He dies. That’s what I want.” Kenzi’s eyes shone luminous, loathing, unflinching as a full moon.
“Death, death is so boring.” Vex sighed and offered a silky response. “I didn’t come here to upset your apple cart, darlings. I saw you in London and then you disappeared before we had a chance to even have a proper tea…and you two really missed a performance, might I add, scooting out before the big reveal in the final act. I was brilliant…I was nominated for an Olivier!”
“Go on,” Lauren tapped the tip of her tongue against the back of her teeth, her anger visible in the corners of her eyes.
Vex laced his fingers together on his lap, composing himself as a penitent might seconds before entering a confessional. “There isn’t a day goes by when I don’t think about what I’ve done. There are laws and I gave my blood oath but now my debt has been paid.”
“Massive fail. Didn’t hear the word sorry in any of that. I’m done.” Kenzi said quickly, turning away and storming toward the kitchen.
“Wait!” Vex stood and thrust his arm in her direction forcing Kenzi to freeze mid-step, spin, and face him.
“Stop it!” Lauren shouted, bolting towards him.
Kenzi flailed under his power. “You’re a shit hole in need of a deeper shit hole.”
Vex controlled Kenzi like a marionette and like a puppeteer, he pulled her across the living room and lowered her to sit on the side chair beside the sofa, nearer to him. Invisible straps forced and trapped her there. Misery etched deeply across the Mesmer’s face as he loosened his hold on her. Whatever wickedness may have brought Vex to their door kept Lauren and Kenzi on high alert, even as the Mesmer’s emotions shifted back and forth between depraved and depressed.
“Massimo is dead.” He forced Kenzi to look directly at him before slowly releasing his hold over her. ”He suffered greatly, if that helps. And I am sorry, Kenzi.”
Kenzi absorbed his sadness and, with a sympathetic expression reserved for puppies and toddlers, pushed herself up from the side chair and approached him, hesitation in her steps. Leaning forward as if to offer comfort, she surprised Vex and slugged his jaw cold and hard with her fist, his head snapping sideways under the force of the punch. Peering up at her while rubbing the reddening spot, he didn’t retaliate.
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that was great but why didn’t they at least ask vex some questions if it was safe to return if bo was alive it just seemed strange.