“He’s asleep in the house. No one is watching it. We made sure.”
I stared at the little rundown house. It was hard to believe Evelyn ever lived in it. She always seemed so out of place there— a beacon of light in such a dark place. A thirst for blood was like electricity in my body.
I’d contemplated this move a thousand times— but William Adair had to face some sort of justice for the million ways he’d f****d over his daughter. I thought about every bruise, every broken bone he’d given to what was mine— and it wasn’t a question.
I still had a reputation to uphold. And letting her father slip by— letting him get away with all the pain he’d caused her— wasn’t sending the message to everyone I needed to send. I wanted them to know that if they touched her, I’d carve them up like a thanksg
