“What did you do to her?” she exclaims, running to my aid. But when Will quickly reaches behind him and produces a gun from the small of his back, both Stella and I freeze.
“That’s far enough,” he snarls, waving the gun at her.
“What do you want, Will? I’ve done everything you wanted. You promised you wouldn’t hurt her.” If I wasn’t delirious from being punched in the face, I’d think I heard concern in her voice. But that’s impossible.
“And I haven’t. Well, not much.” He snickers, clearly loving the limelight. “I’m here to settle old scores.”
Stella swallows, tugging at her pearl earring. “No, don’t. I beg of you.”
Stella Lane begging? I never thought I’d see the day.
Will steps forward, hurling me with him as he pins Stella to the spot where she stands. “It’s time she knows the trut
