40~Hannah& Zachary

"He killed her! He fucking murdered her!" Hex looked like he was having a mental breakdown.

"My sweet, sweet Carrie..." He cried out.

I was shaking like a leaf by the time he was done with his tantrum. I don't know what scared me more - The fact that a grown man was throwing a tantrum in front of me or that the man I was married to happened to be a cold blooded killer.

Then it made sense. The weapons, shoot outs, long trips, shady movements, calls and late nights. Zach was part of the underworld and as stupid as I was (Pregnancy brain included) I could not figure it out. I was so dumb.

"Five years ago, I got a call from Carrie. She sounded terrified, she wanted me to come get her because Zach was acting up again. I thought it was another one of their petty squabbles until she told me he had a gun."

"She didn't know about you guys." I said knowingly.

"I couldn't tell her. Carrie," he chuckled. "She was too morally upright to accept that kind of thing. He wanted to quit for her but Adri