Captivated - Jordan Silver Page 0,28
We never did anything but take good care of her.”
“Like you took care of the girls from the home? And the ones you picked up in Boston and Philadelphia?”
“How did you…?”
“Shut up, you stupid cunt.”
“That’s not a very nice thing to call your wife. Do go on. I think you were about to ask me how I knew?”
“I’ll tell you. Your sister heard the two of you planning. Didn’t you ever wonder why she changed so suddenly after moving in with you? She told me her belief that you thought it was because of the death of her parents, but I can’t believe you two are that fucking dense. Or are you so good at this shit that you thought no one would ever catch on?”
Neither of them said a word until I started inspecting my gun, turning it over in my hand, running my finger back and forth along the length of it. “We don’t know what you’re talking about, heard what, what did she hear?”
“She heard her sister planning to let her husband fuck her and steal her virginity. She heard you plotting how you were just waiting for school to be over, so there would be no questions when you took her out of the city and locked her away somewhere for him to use and then discard when he’d had his fill.”
From the way she drew in her breath, I knew every word was true, not that I doubted before. The asshole remained staunchly silent, but I wasn’t expecting anything else from him. I wasn’t here for confession; I know those shits are ninety-five percent lies anyway. I just wanted to let him in on the reasons why I’d done what I did to him this last week and told him so.
“I asked you what the fuck did you do to my sister? Did you sweet-talk your way into her heart and then discard her after she gave herself to you?” Fuck this, I’ma kill this fuck! No one knows I’m here no one would look at me for this… Michele, she might suspect something. Fuck and fuck again.
“Your sister just couldn’t handle rejection. She couldn’t accept the fact that I wasn’t in love with her. The fact that she offed herself had nothing to do with…” I cracked him across the mouth with the gun. I couldn’t help that shit.
“You fucking bastard get out of my house. You think you’ve won, but you haven’t you never will. You and your criminal family. Your sister really thought I’d marry someone like her? What a joke.” Each word was his fucking death knell, but my finger didn’t go anywhere near the trigger.
I know very well the sounds of a desperate man who knows he’s going down and tries to bring you down with him. I felt scarily calm all of a sudden, calm, and detached like I wasn’t even here. I pretty much knew all I wanted to know before I even came here.
“As for me not winning, how do you figure? Your company is on its last leg; your parents won’t be able to bail you out this time because I wiped them out first. Oh, I see, they haven’t told their golden child that little bit of news yet.”
He tried coming at me, but a swift kick to the head soon changed his mind. I didn’t even have to get up from my chair to do that shit. “What did you do to my parents?”
“Nothing much, it’s like I said, I cleaned them out completely. There’s barely enough left for next month’s groceries.”
“Why?”
“Why, you ask? Because it was their money that allowed you to be the piece of shit you are. Because they used that money to help cover up your evil. Now it’ll go to better use. By the way, I found most of the girls you violated I’m still working on the others. Guess where your inheritance is going.” This bitch started crying.
I’m thinking the wife was numb, or the cold bitch had gone back to sleep because there was no sound coming from her corner. I started to wonder if she too might have been one of his victims but then thought better of it. No matter how much of a victim she is or was, what she tried to do to her baby sister is unfucking forgivable. She’s toast.
“That’s pretty much all I came to say. Oh, one last thing, your offshore bank accounts are now mine. Those I’m going to