* William’s POV *
Darkness fell slowly, like a tall cloak which was pulled over the city. Alone in my car, I sucked in a breath as I watched the tall black door, with a wind chime which swayed with the wind. The sound would normally annoy me, but I didn’t care about it right now.
Three hours had gone by, and yet there was no sign of movement. Every window in the house was pulled shut, every crack sealed up so that it wouldn’t let in even a sliver of light.
Come on, you f*****g piece of s**t.
The gun sat in the glovebox, weighing heavily on my mind and making me question whether this was the right thing to do.
Of course it was; he had to die no matter what.
I glanced down at my watch, and saw that it was twenty-seven minutes past 10pm. He should be here by now. Elena told he that
