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The words came out sharper than I expected. They sounded hard and empty in my ears, like something I\u2019d learned to say when I had nothing left to lose. I never imagined I would speak like that. But since Sebastian jumped off the bridge, everything that used to make me soft had been stripped away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There wasn\u2019t room for niceties anymore. The only things keeping me moving now were Sebastian waking up, Hades standing with me, and my revenge. I didn\u2019t care that I was changing, none of these people had cared when I\u2019d been kind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They all froze. The room went so quiet you could hear a pin drop. My aunt stared at me like I\u2019d morphed into someone she didn\u2019t know, while Riley began biting her nails, eyes flicking between hatred and fear. The idea that I had power now made her entire face ache.\u00a0<\/p>\n
One of the women finally broke the silence. \u201cK-knee? You want us to kneel? How could you tell us to-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Robert dropped to his knees before she could finish. He didn\u2019t need to be told twice. His forehead nearly touched the floor as he turned to me, desperate. \u201cM-miss\u2026 madam\u2026please, forgive me. I swear I had no idea what was going on. If I\u2019d known who these bitches were messing with, I wouldn\u2019t have even come here in the first place. Forgive me, please. I don\u2019t care what you\u00a0<\/p>\n
do to these brainless women, but let me go.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The women\u2019s faces burned red with every word spilling from his mouth, but Robert didn\u2019t care. He ran a hand through his hair.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas looked at me then, as if waiting for my decision.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked down at Robert. \u201cI have a question.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His head bobbed eagerly. \u201cA question? You can ask as many as you want, ma\u2019am. I\u2019ll do anything. I\u2019ll even tell you the name of my mistress if you ask.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My gaze shifted to the women. \u201cTell me what happened that day. What did their kids do to my brother? You must know, you are their lawyer.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The women snapped their heads toward Robert. One of them hissed. \u201cRobert! Don\u2019t you dare say a word. Our husbands still hold power. Do you really think they\u2019ll let you walk free if you open your mouth? Think carefully, would you rather face one man, or five powerful men at once?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Robert gave a harsh scoff, a mocking laugh spilling out. \u201cYou think your pathetic husbands frighten me? I\u2019d rather face all five of them than deal with the monsters standing right here.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He dragged himself closer to me, fumbling into his pocket. With trembling fingers pulled his phone from his pocket, and unlocked it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s all here,\u201d he said, holding the phone out. \u201cI recorded their statements, ma\u2019am.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The women froze, faces draining of color as their gazes snapped to their lawyer. One of them shot up, finger trembling as she pointed at him. \u201cYou! How could you record us?!\u201d She lunged, trying to snatch the phone from my hand, but Silas was already moving. He rose slowly, like a predator stretching after sleep, and stepped in front of her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The woman stumbled to a halt, her bravado shrinking under the weight of his presence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas slid a hand into his pocket, voice low and dangerous. \u201cI don\u2019t go looking for fights, but if anyone touches her, even a woman, I won\u2019t think twice about using force.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked at the phone, ignoring everyone else. The play icon glowed, and my hand clenched around the device. My heart thudded hard enough to hear it. I knew what was on the other side of that button. My head screamed not to open it, that\u00a0<\/p>\n
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watching would make me irrational.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But if I couldn\u2019t even watch this, how could I possibly carry out what I\u2019d planned? No, Violet. You have to watch it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I tapped play.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The image opened on five boys slouched on a couch, casual as if they were having a conversation. Robert\u2019s voice came through the speakers. \u201cSo, boys, I\u2019m your lawyer. You can trust me. If you don\u2019t tell me the truth, I can\u2019t defend you. What really happened that day in class? Did that boy fall on his own, or did you have something to do with it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The boys glanced at one another. After a pause, one of them said, \u201cFine. We\u2019ll tell you the truth, but you can\u2019t tell anyone.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Robert smiled. \u201cI swear on my life. It\u2019s lawyer code, I don\u2019t disclose client matters.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cThat day we were just playing a game with him. He should\u2019ve been lucky we even talked to him, a poor kid like him has no friends.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The others burst into laughter at his words.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cRight,\u201d another said. \u201cPoor people don\u2019t have class. They\u2019re ungrateful.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The first boy went on. \u201cI heard he paid for the trip, it cost thousands. There\u2019s no way he could\u2019ve afforded that. I told him his sister probably paid for it by sleeping with some old man. The psycho flipped out. He became a demon and started beating\u00a0<\/p>\n
me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
One of the boys shrugged. \u201cWe couldn\u2019t just stand there and watch him beat our friend. We dragged him off and finished him. Guess we went too far, one kick and he went through the window.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Another jumped in, voice low. \u201cWhat still gets me is his eyes. When he fell he screamed for his sister. What was her name again?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cViolet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, Violet. He called her right before he dropped. It felt like something out of a movie.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
One of them leaned toward the phone, looking straight into the lens. \u201cListen, lawyer, our parents will pay whatever you want. Help us bury it. That boy\u2019s sister is poor, she won\u2019t fight back.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHahaha. Is that so? Don\u2019t worry, I\u2019ll fix everything. I\u2019ll bury this, make it look like he killed himself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The recording ended.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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