Jax and I showered at our barn after dealing with Ed. My incredible husband washed every single part of me with a soft cloth, making sure that every last trace of that sick fuck’s blood was gone from me.
Now we’re sitting around the huge table in the kitchen with my parents, all looking at each other as the reality of what we just discussed sinks in.
I look at my mom. This is going to be so hard for her. I mean she already knew her father was a piece of work, but now she knows that he raped and murdered a teenage girl, along with her unborn child too. I guess that’s a lot to take in. Not to mention sitting here planning his demise.
“Are you sure about this, princess?” my father asks her. “You don’t have to be a part of this.”
She narrows her eyes at him. I know what’s going through her head right now. She thinks him asking her that is because he perceives her as weak, but it’s not. It’s because he loves her so much, he can’t bear to see her in pain. And no matter what he did, I can’t imagining that being a part of her father’s death is going to be easy for her. Especially not considering what my father and Jax do to their enemies.
“He used my own daughter to extort money from you, Alex. Yes I’m sure,” she snaps, her eyes full of fire as she glares at him. But there is a tremor in her voice too. She is terrified of what she’s about to do, and I can’t say I blame her.
“So we’re all clear on this?” my father asks.
“Yes,” Jax and I reply while my mom sits in silence.
He sighs softly as he looks at her. I know how much he wants to deal with this for her. If he had his way, he’d send her back to LA with my little brothers and go to New York alone. But she knows her father better than any of us and if he’s as smart as she says he is, then we’ll need her by our sides too.
