Goosebumps

Tommaso

I gripped the wheel tightly as we pulled out into the night. Killian sat in the front next to me, and men I didn’t recognize with their masks already on filled the back.

“I see Paige decided to stay home,” Killian said. “She’s a smart girl.”

Smart. Beautiful. Stronger than even Killian would ever know. That memory of her I had on the ride to the house, at her lowest but still finding the guts, the power, to glare at what she presumed was her new owner, returned to me. My worries melted away, and pure, concentrated rage filled my veins. Paige was so strong she inspired me, but she shouldn’t have fucking had to be. I couldn’t fix that, but I could keep one of the bastards who tested her resolve from ever doing it again.

“Tommaso?” Killian said. “Did you hear me?”

I grunted noncommittally. The time for conversation, for jokes, seemed over. I focused everything I had on picturing Zahur, his guts spread on his perfect marble floor before him. Maybe I’d take the time to cut him in t