Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 130512 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 653(@200wpm)___ 522(@250wpm)___ 435(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130512 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 653(@200wpm)___ 522(@250wpm)___ 435(@300wpm)
The blood drained from her face all over again.
I bit out an irritated sigh. I’d have to call for an ambulance soon, but dammit. I wanted to have some more fun. This was going too fast.
I narrowed my eyes on her. “I don’t know what my mom is going to say about what you did to my grandpa, but you killed him. That’s what I say and right now, in this room, what I say is the only judgment that matters. He was already hurting. Missing Grandma Analise. As far as I think, you put the bullet in the gun and you handed it to him. You told him to pull the trigger. You’re the reason he’s dead. You killed him. That’s how I see it.” I frowned, not understanding part of it. “What did you say to get him to do it?”
“What?” Some of the fight was draining from her.
Dammit. I really would need to call 911 soon.
“What did you say to him? To get my grandpa so scared to take his life. It must’ve been something big—”
“Kai Bennett.”
I frowned. “Who?”
“He’s—” She cursed, squirming in her seat. “Are you serious with this? Call the ambulance! You don’t want me dead, then you gotta call for them. I think you punctured something serious.”
I gave her a considering look, testing to see if I cared about that. I grinned. I didn’t. “Tell me who Kai Bennett is and what about him got in my grandpa’s head so much.”
She cursed some more, glaring at me.
I liked seeing that look on her face.
“You’re so… You’re insane.”
“Already covered that. So are you. Come on. Kai Bennett. Who is he? What is he?”
“He’s—” She cursed some more, but I wasn’t moving.
“I never would’ve been brainwashed. That was your plan, right? Brainwash me away from my parents. Make me hate them like you do?” So stupid. “You only achieved one of your goals. My grandpa. That’s why you needed to get punished. Now, the severity of that punishment is up to you. Tell me what I want to know, and I’ll call 911. Don’t, and die. I don’t care. I should care. My parents will be horrified I did this, but I did it for them. I’m letting my dad off the hook for vengeance against what you did to his dad. And I’m letting my mom off the hook of trying to save you. She’s always going to be tormented about what you did to my family. Not me, though. Eye for an eye as far I see it. Pun not intended there. You killed my grandpa. I don’t mind if you die. But that’s up to you. You can still live. Just tell me what I’m asking—”
“I don’t know who or what he is.”
I scowled. “You’re lying.”
“I’m not. I swear. Uncle Seb told me to use that name. Said he was a threat to our group.”
“Your group?”
“The System. That’s the name of the society that replaced The Network. The old secret society.”
“The one that my parents destroyed?”
“Yes,” she hissed at me. “Uncle Seb said he wanted to see if two of his enemies would take each other out. And if they didn’t, then at least one might eliminate the other. That was the goal. It worked. James Kade took his own life because the threat of Kai Bennett terrified him more. Whoever he is. I don’t know who or what he is. That’s all Uncle Seb said. That he was a threat to The System. I tried googling him, but there’s almost nothing on him online. You want to know who he is? Ask your dad. I’m sure he knows all about him by now.”
I growled, getting to my feet and stalking her. “You’re lying. Stop lying.”
“I’m not!” she shouted before cringing, grasping onto the letter opener. She didn’t pull it out. She was just holding onto it.
I shook my head. “I wouldn’t do that. You’re probably moving it, making it worse.”
“Call 911,” she demanded in another gasp. “Please.”
I considered her, considered what she said, considered what was said earlier. I was contemplating all of it and I sighed. “You made another mistake. For being this psychopath mastermind, you keep fucking up. You’re not very good at it.”
She snarled, the lines around her lips turned white. “What are you talking about?”
I smirked at her.
I knew that this would give my parents nightmares, what I was about to do, what I’d already done, but they didn’t understand that I was doing this for them. Both of them couldn't hand out the punishment that Brinna deserved. I could shoulder it. It was helping me learn more about myself, but I also meant what I said to my mom. I would use my abilities for the good and doing this to someone who hurt my family was the right thing to do.