Ben
I blinked at her in surprise. My voice didn’t even sound like me.
“What do you mean you killed him?” I couldn’t keep my voice from shaking.
But I didn’t loosen my grip of her. It wasn’t that I was above killing or maiming in self-defence, but I never expected her to admit it so readily.
“I killed him.” She said again deadpan. She had stiffened again in my arms like she was waiting for me to judge her.
“I’m guessing you had a good reason?” I knew she had. Foxy was a strong woman, a fierce woman but she wasn’t a cold-blooded killer.
Foxy didn’t answer at first. She just turned her face away.
“Foxy?” I prompted again.
“It was not long after Jace was taken from me. In our family a child is always raised by his father’s family. My husband.” She sobbed wetly. “He had j
