Page 37 of Echoes From Within
“This isn’t you, Seven,” he tries to beg. “Please, I have a family. Let me go. I won’t tell anyone.”
Fury.
That’s all I feel.
But I’m feeling something other than despair and that makes me smile. I climb up in the front seat and relax, keeping the gun pointing at his head.
“I’m sorry,” I laugh. “Are you begging for your life? Are you scared and want someone to come and save you? Maybe hoping someone will say something to another someone and you will be saved? Oh, how the tables have turned.”
“You’re not evil,” he says, his voice heavy with fear. “Please, don’t do this.”
“Shut up and drive.”
Doubt is a constant shadow in my mind. But I won’t be able to live my life until the doctor, the guard, and Malachi are dealt with.
And it seems like I’m the only one willing to taint my soul to do so.
***Venom***
“They haven’t moved in ten minutes,” Steel says. “Are you sure you don’t need backup?”
“I have King with me,” I remind him.
What the hell is she thinking? Knox hacked into the surveillance feed of the bar and watched Sophia hide in some car only to have some middle-aged man climb in twenty minutes later. With some series skill, he hacked into traffic cam after traffic cam and explained what he was seeing.
“There has to be a reasonable explanation,” I say.
“You don’t really know her,” Ghost reminds me. “And even though she was some sweet woman before, I can guarantee that’s not who she turned into after a year of torture.”
“Do we have any idea who the man is?” I ask, ignoring everything my brother just said.
“Facial recognition is coming through now,” Jax says. “According to this, his name is Robert Harvey. Doctor Robert Harvey.”
A chill ran through my body.
“Send me his picture,” I demand.
Seconds later, his face pops up on the screen.
“That’s the fucking doctor that checked me over when I was a prisoner,” I growled. “He’s done bad shit to the men and women that were held there. Most likely for years.”
“Okay,” Ghost sighs. “So, she’s out for revenge. We can work with that. Get to her before it’s too late, brothers.”
I understand exactly what he’s saying. I don’t want Sophia’s hands covered in blood. No matter who she’s taken revenge on.
“Prepare the chamber,” I growl.
Chapter Twelve
Sophia
“Get out of the car,” I demand once the doctor turns off the engine.
Grabbing the keys, I toss them under the car as I get out of my side. I don’t want him to know where they are in case he escapes.
My hands are shaking and the doubt creeps back up.
I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to be like him. But I just need to feel safe. I have no one to take my nightmares away like Cady does. I go home each night completely alone. Any friends that I had two years ago have either moved away or just act differently around me.