*Rion*
I slammed the door behind me. Part of me regretted making her the bologna sandwich. It wasn’t that I couldn’t afford to spare one, but with what was coming to her, was it even worth giving to her? A gesture of kindness before the ax chop didn’t sound logical or kind to me. I tried to push down the little bit of guilt this whole situation put me through.
I reminded myself over and over under my breath, “It’s for Eva. This is what we do for Eva.”
I locked the bedroom door and walked out to the kitchen to make myself some dinner. It had been such a long day, but the night was still young and the job was far from over. There was one more thing I needed to do that night, and I dreaded it.
I texted Jasper, my friend and bodyguard, while my dinner was heating up in the microwave.
‘Are you still on for tonight?’
