“Brian wants to see you now and he’s cranky” said Sharon, Brian’s right hand woman. I gulped silently wondering what the hell he wanted me for. I’d been here for a few days now and he’d not even looked at me just glared at me. I wondered when he was gonna tell me, what the hell he wanted from me and I was on tenterhooks wondering. If he was anything like Bianca it wouldn’t be pleasant. So I trailed after her and kept my head bowed and stood in front of him. Cockiness was not something that would be in my favour now. I stood in front of him for a few minutes before he even pretended he saw me yet I knew he was aware of me in the room before that. He looked at me out of the side of his eyes when he thought I wouldn’t be able to see him. The look in his eyes chilled me. I kept my mind clear of my fear as he could read my mind. He took his time before addressing me and what he said enraged me to the point of insanity.
“We found your little girlfriend and I just wanted to let you know she’s dead now.” I didn’t think I just reacted, I flew at him and had my hands around his throat in less than a heartbeat and had him pinned to the wall.
“You said you wouldn’t kill her you fucking creep. How could you, is that revenge for killing Bianca? How could you do that me? I’m here aren’t I you said you’d leave her alone. You may as well kill me now because my life is over.” Lottie was dead and I lost all of my fight. I dropped to my knees in front of him crippled by the pain of loss shooting through my body as he straightened up and I felt myself being lifted off my knees and flung against the opposite wall but I didn’t care I felt nothing now my Lottie was gone. All fight and life had drained out of me.
“Don’t ever touch me again Bastien how fucking dare you even think you could” Brian said inches away from my face. He looked into my dead eyes and saw he was wasting his time. My insides had crumbled into a sobbing mess on the floor I didn’t even realise I was still in the same room as anyone else. I was trapped in my mind as the horrific images of Brian killing my beloved Lottie filled my mind, knowing her attempts to save herself would be useless, he was so strong.
“Listen you little shit, she was getting too close to finding us. Sticking her little human nose into my business, just what I needed a fucking lynch mob sneaking around trying to make trouble for us. Nosy little bitch…………!” I didn’t react for a bit still lost in my agony wishing he’d just kill me and be done without it. I felt like my heart and soul had just been ripped out of my body. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Then some of his words filtered into my mind and I started to think about what he’d just said. HUMAN NOSE? What?
“What do you mean? I asked him.
“That little slut Martha McGregor has been nosing around here inquiring about you and I can’t have your random sluts causing grief to me cause you eat, shoot and leave them behind!” He said like he was twisting a knife into my heart. Feelings started to rush back into my heart and soul and I had to hold my breath not to burst out laughing at him. I kept my head bowed like I was still grieving and then I managed to say with great difficulty not to laugh, mind you the shaking shoulders would have looked like I was sobbing internally,
“Oh, kill me now I can’t stand it any longer.” Knowing he wouldn’t.
“No, you killed Bianca and she was a great little hunter, you’re gonna take her place. And earn my respect.”
“Nooooooooooooooooooo” I said, “Kill me now. I can’t live without my Martha!”
“Tough!” he laughed cruelly.
“Where is she?”
“At home!”
“Can I go to her or will you stop me doing that too? I want to bury her or did you do that too?”
