Chapters (52)
- Copyright
- Dedication
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Acknowledgments
- Read More from the Market of Monsters Series
- More Books from HMH Teen
- About the Author
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Fabricio looked up and seemed to come to some sort of decision. “I know you don’t believe me, but I’m sorry, Nita. I really am. It’s my fault you were sold, it’s my fault your father was found and killed. I thought I was doing what I had to do to survive, but I didn’t really think through the consequences.”
Nita’s mouth formed a thin line. “So you’ve said.”
His smile was sad. He knew she didn’t forgive him, wasn’t capable of it. “I hope the information in here is enough to make up for it, but I have a feeling you want blood. I’ve done so very much to survive, though, and I’m not willing to die yet, even if I deserve it.” He met her eyes. “So I’m sorry for this too.”
That was when the alarm began to ring.
Thirty-Three
NITA WHIRLED AROUND, looking for the source of the alarm, some way to shut it off, anything, and in that moment, Fabricio ducked into the adjacent room and locked the door.
Nita stormed over and smashed her fist into the glass surface separating them. “You little shit, what have you done?”
Fabricio shrugged. “I told you, I don’t want to die. When you had what you wanted from me, I figured you’d kill me. Vengeance, tying up loose ends. Both.”
Nita clenched her teeth. He was right, but that only made her angrier.
“You should run,” he said gently. “These glass doors are bulletproof, and you’ll waste a lot of time trying to get in here to kill me. Tácunan Law has a security force on standby for situations like this, and they’re probably on their way. You should go before they get here.”
“And what about when they find you here?” Nita snapped.
Fabricio blinked, then gave her a sad smile. “Me? I’m the son of the owner. Brutally tortured for the password.” He looked down at his hand bitterly, still covered in bandages from Kovit’s “ministrations” three days ago. “I’ve even got the evidence to prove it.”
Her fists clenched at her sides as the alarm rang louder and louder. She’d been played again. When would she learn?
“You’re a traitorous asshole,” she hissed.
“No. I gave you the information you wanted, didn’t I? The computer is even wiped—I bet you didn’t know that one, did you? I set it so once the backup was done, the servers would be wiped clean. Not even Tácunan Law has the information you have anymore.” He gave her a clever smile. “You’re the only one in the world with that information.”
Nita frowned. “Why? Why would you do that?”