Do you think you’re God? I ask because only God has the right to decide when a soul leaves this earth. Do you have feelings? Compassion? Regret for a young life taken too soon? Do you even give a thought to the heartbreak of the families who lost a precious child? Or are you a cold-blooded bastard who thinks he can justify these crimes by pretty words? Well, your words are ugly, and you disgust me.
What you claim is a beautiful thing is sickening to me. I will not be discussing anything you said on my next podcast. In fact, fuck off.
Kendra Hartley
They couldn’t be serious. “No, we can’t send him this. It’s going to make him furious.”
“We want him angry. Angry people make mistakes, and we’ll be waiting for that to happen.”
“I don’t know. This scares me, like we’re poking a monster.”
He pushed the laptop away from her, then shifted on the barstool to face her. “That’s exactly what we’re doing.” He took her hands in his. “Monsters like him want attention. They want control. He won’t be able to ignore this email and won’t be able to help himself from responding. We want him communicating with us.”
“What if he comes after me? Or God forbid, Livie?”
“He’s not going to come near you or Livie. We won’t allow that to happen. I promise.”
She believed him. “Okay. When do you want me to send this?”
“Now if you’re willing.” When she hesitated, he said, “If you want to think about it, take the time to do that.”
She didn’t want any contact with the bad man, but if the guys believed this would draw him out so they could catch him, she’d do it. “Here goes nothing.” She hit Send.
“I’m proud of you, Kens.” He cupped her cheeks and kissed her.
Her nerves were like live wires, snapping wildly. The dangerous game they were playing made her want to crawl into bed and pull the covers over her head. But his kiss calmed her. As if he knew that, he deepened the kiss. Too soon, though, he leaned back and studied her.
“You okay?”
“Scared, but yeah, I’m good.” Only because she knew there were three formidable men at her back.
“Ready to go get our daughter?”
“Definitely. She’s never been away from me overnight.”
“Gray invited us to have breakfast with them. Thirty minutes enough time for you to get ready?”
“Make it twenty.”
He grinned. “That’s my girl.”
“Mommy!” Livie ran to her with her arms in the air as soon as they stepped inside Grayson’s house.
“Good morning, sweetie.” She kneeled and hugged her little girl. “Did you have fun?”
“Yes! So much fun.” Livie’s eyes lit up at seeing her father. “Daddy!” She pushed away to get to Cooper.
Kendall wasn’t used to sharing Livie, and for a brief second, she resented Cooper for taking Livie away from her. Then she rolled her eyes at herself because that was silly, and her resentment faded as fast as it had come.
Cooper scooped Livie up. “Hey, Princess. Mommy and Daddy missed you, but I’m glad you had a good time.”
“I have a joke, Daddy. Tyler told it to me.”
“Yeah? Let’s hear it.”
“What has legs but can’t walk?”
“I give up. What?”