Ace Merrill was the toughest guy in Castle Rock, there was no doubt about that. With his switchblade, nasty attitude and loyal cobras, no-one dared stand up to him.
Until one night he's finally overpowered, by a girl?
When she learns of the cobras...
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***** Chapter 25 - Without the fuck *****
Genevieve was sat in Ace's living room, attempting to tell her children what happened to her and why she disappeared.
She had got two of her men from outside to take and dispose of Frankie's body, along with the rug and knife, assuring her daughter that Ace wouldn't be implicated in anyway.
Ace and the others had gone out, aiming to get yet another new door and something to cover his now broken window.
"So dad actually doesn't care?" Isolabella asked quietly as she looked up at her mother, from her spot on the floor.
Genevieve shook her head. "Not about us darling, no."
"Hang on, you said you were keeping your distance from us till you had dealt with him?" Taranis questioned. "So that means he's dead right?" He looked between his mother and sister.
Genevieve sighed and shook her head. "I'm afraid not. I heard he had found where you were and was going to come after you so I had to see you."
Taranis scoffed. "Dad doesn't have the balls to do anything to us."
"Now Taranis you know that's not true." Genevieve replied firmly.
"As both of you know, your father is more than capable of doing whatever he pleases to get his own way." She looked between the two.
"Which is why you're both coming home with me."
"Finally."
"Wait what?" Isolabella looked up confused.
"It's happening sweetheart. You can leave him a note or something but I'm putting your life at risk anymore." Her mother spoke with finality as she stood up and brushed down her skirt.
"I expect you in the car in 10 minutes."
Isolabella knew there was no point arguing. There never was when it came to their mother. No-one argued with their mother.
She watched as Genevieve took her leave and Taranis slowly stood after, giving his sister a slightly sorry smile.
Isolabella quickly raced upstairs as she frantically searched for a pen and something to write on.
Unable to find any paper, her eyes fell on the bare wall behind his bed. Hesitating for only a second before she shrugged and clambered on to begin scribbling on the wall.
