Page 66 of Cruelty & Fire

Me.

Vincent turned back to my father. “You don’t have enough evidence to lock me up for the Echo deaths and you know it, Sheriff,” he growled.

“You’re right,” he said, crossing his arms, “But I do have enough to put you in jail for what you did to Kora.”

Andrew removed his handcuffs, moving toward Vincent. “You’re under arrest for the abduction of Kora Nova—”

“Tell them, Kora!” Vincent demanded. I stared into Vincent’s eyes, seeing the anger in his soul, everything boiling up inside of him, focused on me. He had wanted to kill me, but I was still there, and I knew that there was something inside of him that burned brighter than his taste for violence. Shallow breaths coursed through me, my heart palpitated in my chest, spots darting my vision. My stomach churned.

Andrew put cuffs around Vincent’s wrists. I opened my mouth to speak, but vomit ripped through me, spilling on the floor. My throat burned and my eyes watered. I wiped my mouth on the back of my wrist.

Vincent let out a guttural roar, his black eyes pinned me in place.

But the words still wouldn’t come out.

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