I slowly rise to my feet, and Lucy does the same, my necklace dangling from her fingers.
I sneer at her. “I hope whatever you had planned was worth this.”
“He’s not going to shoot me, but I don’t give a damn if he shoots you,” Lucy says, venom dripping from her words. “He’ll be doing me a favor.”
I glance at Rolo, wondering what the hell his plan is. Because you don’t just show up in a club with a gun that has asilencer on itunless you plan to use it.
“You want Legend’s bitch dead?” Rolo asks her, sounding genuinely curious. “That’s what you were doing here?”
“The world would be a better place without that fake princess sitting in her ivory tower. So, why don’t you do me a favor and pull that trigger?”
Rolo chuckles. “Damn, you’re an ice-cold bitch. What the fuck did she do to you?”
“Good question,” I whisper.
Lucy turns and glares at me. “Twenty years. Fortwenty fucking yearsI’ve had to watch you live your perfect fucking life and get everything I want. I’m done, which meansyou’re done.”
I blink twice, trying to understand what she’s saying, because she sounds like a deranged lunatic. “You’ve hated me for twenty years? And now you want me dead? What the hell, Lucy? Are you off your meds or something?”
When Rolo huffs out a laugh, Lucy turns her malice on him. “You don’t get it. She had everything. Since the day her perfect fucking mom walked her into class, and everyone wanted to be her.I was the one everyone wanted to be before you. You took that from me.”
She’s fucking nuts.
Clearly, I’m not the only one thinking that, because Rolo glances at me. “Bitch be crazy.”
“Fuck you, asshole. Give me my gun, and I’ll get her out of your way.”
“Fucking crazy,” he says with a shake of his head. “How were you getting away with this?”
Lucy flips her hair like she doesn’t have a gun trained on her, making me even more certain she’s gone off the deep end. “Oh, that part’s easy. Everyone’s going to beso sadwhen Scarlett’s stalker finally kills her.”
My mouth drops open. “You were going to frame the troll for this? Jesus Christ, Lucy.”
Maniacal laughter breaks free from her lips. “Fucking Scarlett. Always the last to know. Bitch, Iamthe troll.” She turns back to Rolo and holds out her hand. “Now, give me the gun. I’ve got shit to do.”
I’m frozen. Shell-shocked.It was her all this time?
I don’t know if it’s the entitlement in her tone or what, but Rolo just shakes his head.
“Bitch, shut the fuck up.”
Lucy charges him, and I see it before she does—Rolo’s finger squeezing the trigger.
“Lucy! No!”
But thepopof the muffled gunshot comes next, and I throw myself toward the wall and away from her and Rolo. My body hits the floor at the same time Lucy’s does.
Oh my God. He shot her.I want to look, but I’m terrified.Jesus Christ. Heshother.
His boots stop in front of me, and Rolo holds out a hand—except there’s no gun in it now.Where did he put Lucy’s?
“Get up. She ain’t bothering you again.”
I know I can’t trust him.He fucking shot her.
“Come on, get up. You’re lucky I shot that bitch. Couldn’t have her killing you before I get the shit that belongs tome. Legend shoulda thought twice before cutting me out. Making me go through all this shit—shooting up the club, trying to fuck up Black. It’s not fucking right. But she just made it hell of a lot easier to get to you, at least. Now, let’s go.”
Rolo shot up the club and went after Bodhi? Oh my God.I’m struggling to process Rolo’s wordswhen he grabs my arm and yanks me to my feet, shoving me down the hallway toward another door.