“Enough!”
I looked up into the harsh face of Lucas, Gideon’s dad.
Clenching my hand into a fist, I slammed it against his face. He wasn’t expecting it, but he also wasn’t the one holding me.
“Get off me. Let me go.”
I saw them before the one holding me could block the view.
Four men came into the garden, and none too gently, they roughly grabbed Chloe and began to lead her away.
My view was obscured as I was turned away to stare across the pool.
I heard Lucas talking to someone with a deep voice.
“She will be handled accordingly,” the voice said.
“What about … Sian?”
I held my breath. I was going to kill Chloe. I was going to exact my revenge and make her pay for what she did to my best friend.
They’d stopped me. I gritted my teeth as tears filled my eyes.
“We’re aware of her situation. You will keep better control of her. Otherwise, her compensation package will be revoked. Good day to you, gentlemen.”
With that, I heard footsteps and he was gone.
The moment he left, the hands that held me were gone.
I whirled around to hit Justin. He’d been the one to hold me. “Fucker!”
He dodged my punch.
Thrusting my hands against his chest, I shoved him hard, but he didn’t move.
“What the hell? What the fuck?” I screamed each word at them, slow, steady. “Why did you do that?”
“You may think you’re ready to commit murder, but you’re not ready for the consequences.”
“You don’t think I would do a jail term for killing that bitch?” I asked. “She was going to get what was coming to her. How could you stop me?”
“You’re not ready to handle that. Any of that,” Lucas said.
“What gives you the right to think you can decide this? All you do is meddle and take a look at your own fucked-up life.”
He winced, but I didn’t care.
“She worked with my dad! She killed my best friend and tried to help to bring down The Society.”
“And she will pay accordingly.”
“She deserves to be dead.”
Our dads had given us a rundown of what she tried to do and, I didn’t blame her. How could I?
She was hurting, even though I knew that wasn’t a good enough excuse for her to go to try to kill Chloe. She hadn’t succeeded. My father warned me she might be a bit pissed off.
So I waited.
William, Dante, and Mateo had all been in here at some point, watching her, waiting. I didn’t know if we were waiting for her to go full-on crazy on us.
Rubbing my hands together, I stayed perfectly still, listening to her breathe. I knew the moment she woke up.