Emily's POV

“What was that about?” I asked Lucas.

We parted on very awful terms, which is why I had more than a hundred questions for him.

“That?” He replied, looking at me. “That is how you treat a fucker!” He said.

“Did you kill her?” I croaked, looking around, it was just us both in the car, but Lucas was driving and the backseat was empty.

“That's a waste of precious bullets.” He snorted. “Those things cost a lot now.”

“Why did you do what you did?” I asked him.

Finally I was able to sit up, but I had to support myself with my hands.

“You.” He replied,...