“Nah, just you, killer. Messing with them was just a bonus. You reacted just how I’d hoped. Scared and fearful for the ones you loved.” She releases another laugh as Dana stands close like she’s her personal bodyguard. “But I knew it couldn’t last forever, and I’d eventually get you alone. And look, here we are.”

“I think the police would be interested in hearing about your plan, especially since you just admitted to stalking and threatening our lives. And doesn’t Annie have a restraining order against you?”

“I never came within a hundred feet of her,” she retorts. “Sadie, on the other hand…”

Talking about my niece in her taunting voice has my blood boiling hotter. I take a few steps closer, ready to tackle them both to the ground.

“Don’t worry about the cops. Every number I used is untraceable, and you’re a felon. I’ll claim self-defense…by your standards, that’s what we call murder, right?”

“Interesting…” I say just as my backup steps out of the shadows.

“Who the fuck is that?” Krystal aims her gun at him, and Dana whips out one as well. “I told you to come alone!”

“Well, you brought a guest. I figured it was only proper etiquette that I brought someone too.”

“Very funny. Who the fuck are you?” she sneers.

“My name’s Liam Evans. I’m a bounty hunter, but I’m here on a personal job.” He looks over at me and winks as he continues recording the scene with his body cam. The shoulder holster he’s wearing has two loaded guns, which the girls definitely notice.

“Put down your weapons,” Krystal demands, growing hysterical. “Or I’ll shoot.”

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” I unbutton my shirt and reveal the wire taped to my chest. “Put yours down, or Liam will shoot you.”

“You’re bluffing. That’s a fake wire.”

On cue, sirens blast from behind me, and I flash her a mischievous smirk.

“You have two options here, Krystal. Lower your gun, or the police will force you to. You can either go to jail for stalking or sit in state prison for attempted murder.”

Dana does what I say, and I can tell she’s not as invested as Krystal is. She stumbles away from Krystal like she’s in shock and is going to pass out.

“Or my third option…” Krystal loads a round and aims her gun directly at me. “I shoot you and deal with the consequences later.”

“Then I’ll immediately take you down,” Liam confirms, drawing both weapons. “Hope you aren’t accustomed to your kneecaps because my aim is on point. Don’t worry, though, I’ll make sure you survive. I wouldn’t want you missing out on the luxuries of cell living. Oh, and I’ll happily claim self-defense since you had your gun drawn first.”