Inevitable (King Crime Family #2) - J.L. Beck Page 0,17

he growls. “Just calm down.”

“I will never love you again. You’re less than the dirt beneath my feet,” I whisper, my voice dark and unsettling.

For a moment, I don’t think he heard me, but then a sigh escapes his lips. I direct my attention to the road while I try desperately to compose myself. I would rather drown myself than look weak in the face of someone like him.

“You love me anyway.” I can practically see the smile on his face, and it makes me sick. It makes my insides twist into a hateful rush of anger.

Seething, I refuse to say anything else. I wasn’t even given a chance to say goodbye. My heart aches. How can I move on from this?

Pushing myself further into my seat, I hear Enzo’s phone ring. I wonder who it could be. Had he already called someone to bury my father?

“What?” Enzo growls, his face contorts in anger as he switches his hands on the steering wheel, so he can talk and drive. I can hear the person on the other end yelling.

“I told you I was going out,” Enzo mumbles, focusing on the road. More talking on the other end, and then a loud sigh fills the car. “Yeah, because I already killed him. I have her in the car with me.”

Turning, I narrow my eyes at him. Who else had known about this plan? Were there more people? There are a lot of unanswered questions. I really wish I could’ve asked my dad why he did it. Why he caused this big huge blowout. I wish Enzo would’ve let him talk.

“What the fuck?”

I listen as intently as I can and watch Enzo’s face go as white as a sheet. Whatever is being said on the other end isn’t something I want to hear, I’m sure. I’ve suffered enough heartache for the day. For a lifetime.

More talking on the other end, and my mind keeps reeling. What now? Enzo’s eyes look worried, and from a single look, I know whatever is being said will shake the already unstable ground we’re standing on.

“Yeah. We’ll talk about it when we get there,” Enzo says, hanging up the phone before the person on the other end can say something else.

“Who was that?” I can’t stop myself from asking.

“Jared.” Of course, I should’ve known. I should’ve known he would be the first person he’d go to after all of this.

“What did he say?”

One hand grips the steering wheel while the other ran through his dark hair, pulling on it as if to relieve some tension. His eyes capture mine in a hold so intense shivers run down my spine. I loathe him, but at the same time, my heart tugs toward him. I hate him for doing what he did. I want to forget. I want my life to be normal.

“He is mad that I left without asking for his help, but that’s not important right now. Amara, Jared found out something while he was looking for you. Something that’s going to change your life.” Balling my hands into fists, I narrow my eyes at him. He already changed both our lives forever. I’m doubtful there is anything to make it worse.

“What might that be, Lorenzo, because as of right now, nothing can make what you have done worse than what it is.” My jaw aches as I clench it. I want to lash out. Want to make him feel the same pain he caused me.

The muscles along his jaw tick with anger as he keeps his eyes on the road, ignoring my hateful comment. When he doesn’t answer me right away, it only adds fuel to the burning fire.

“Huh? Tell me, Lorenzo, because right now, there isn’t much more that can fucking go wrong. I’m homeless, parentless, and I don’t have a fucking dime to my name. Every fucking thing has been ripped from me. And the person responsible is sitting next to me being happy about all of my misery!” Every word I say flows from my lips with ease as if they have been sitting at the entrance for some time waiting to be unleashed.

Turning his face to mine, he looks at me and then back to the road before speaking.

“I’m sorry all this misfortune has happened to you, Amara.” He almost sounds sincere… almost. He isn’t sorry, and he doesn’t care. He’s proven it over and over again.

“Right.” I turn my body and mind away from him. The trees and open fields will