CHAPTER 181

Rack

The sound of her soft snore fills the car. I glance at Beth and she’s fast asleep. I shake my head. She’s held up better than I expected or at least what I expected after I saw she was pregnant.

The son of a bitch controlled her food. My hands tighten on the steering wheel. I will kill the bastard. He’s now first on my list and far in front of the last two men responsible for killing my brother. I haven’t forgotten about the doctor who examined her either.

I picture each death in my head because that’s better than picturing Beth in my arms. I want her. It may even be in the sick way Angelo wanted her. Possession is a powerful word. Possessive and obsessive both work. It began long before I met her in person. Nick started it. He got it in his head that I would marry her. He actually teased me about it non-stop. I was a different man back then. My marriage to Beth was settled as far as Nick was concerned.

It fit with the man I was before. I always wanted a large family and a house