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“Uh, okay?”
I passed next to him and picked up my shattered phone from the ground. If he noticed the broken glass, he didn’t comment on it.
“I’ll see you in the waiting room once I’m done. I might try to wash this blood off of me as well.”
“I’ll be there.”
His eyes followed me until I disappeared from his sight, and with hurried steps, I went down the stairs, and all the way to the parking in the front.
I wasn’t going back. I wasn’t going to check for the sweater.
I was going to destroy what Judah loved the most.
The Order.
22
SKYLAR
The clockon the dashboard showed two in the morning as I drove away from Emercroft Lake, going toward Winworth. My phone was already dead from when it hit the floor, so I knew Kane wouldn’t be able to call me.
Would he be able to come after me? Maybe. But by the time that he figured out where I was, it would be too late.
If Dylan and Ash were dead, I had nothing left to live for. I knew they weren’t the only reason for me to breathe, but after everything that had happened, I didn’t want to exist in a world where the two of them were gone. I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life regretting all the choices I made.
Why would I want to wake every single time with this same ache in my chest? And most of all, why would I want to live in a world where every single day would have to be spent looking over my shoulder, running away from Judah and his friends.
I couldn’t go to the police because he controlled them. I couldn’t go to the news because he would kill every single person I talked to.
But this, destroying the Order, this I could do.
I looked toward the back seat where the cans with gas stood. A gas station at the exit from Emercroft Lake was open twenty-four hours, and as soon as I saw it, I knew what I had to do.
That other man told me that he liked fire. I hoped Judah did too.
With six canisters filled with gas from the gas station, I stepped on the gas and started driving again, going toward one place that never should’ve existed. The Order was the reason Winworth would always be regarded as the worst place in the country.
The only reason so many people disappeared. Without the Order, the town would once again be able to breathe. Without them meddling, trying to control the people of our town, they would finally be free.
Kane would have to forgive me for what I was about to do. He had to, because I knew that if he was in my position, he would’ve done the same.
I wanted to see them burn.
I wanted to see the flame take over that fucking building of City Hall, going from the catacombs all the way to the surface. They deserved nothing less for what they did to me.
The willowy road taking me down toward Winworth was wet from rain, covered with debris the wind brought with itself, and from here I could see the river going toward the town, cutting it in half. That first body I discovered wasn’t far from here. At least back then I thought it was only some deranged maniac that started killing people in Winworth.
But it was always Dylan.
Dylan who was now gone.
Dylan who would never get to hear how much I loved him.
Dylan who had two parents that never truly cared for him. Dylan who had just wanted to be loved.
And Ash.
Sobs rocked my body, and I gripped the steering wheel, increasing the speed as I came to the very entrance of the town.
