Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 148184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
Now that we are here, however, I’m not seeing a way for us all to get back out. Andrea maybe, if she keeps playing the part of the betrayer…at least until word eventually got back to the rest of the five. Otherwise, why wouldn’t they have us all killed right here, right now? They obviously have the ruthlessness for it.
The question is, if someone else confesses to these crimes, will it mean they let Adrian off the hook, or will they still just murder us all? It’s hard to think with all the guns in the room and the head councilwoman’s cold eyes boring into me. Despite my fear and the trembling I’m sure they all see, I push my shoulders back and raise my chin. Adrian would want me to be strong, act like I belong here, that these people are beneath me
In this one tiny act of defiance, the council settles, the chairwoman waving at me. “You, Novak girl, do you have something to confess? After all, it is your father who is missing and presumed dead. And it wasn’t a secret how little he cared for you.”
Ouch. That kind of stings. The fact that strangers knew so much about my abuse, all the things my father put me through, and did nothing makes me hate these people even more. “I don’t know if I have something to say yet. Are you willing to listen, or are you just going to pass judgment as you see fit and kill everyone anyway?”
“Valentina,” Adrian snaps. “Be quiet.”
I throw him a glare just as a guard comes up behind him with a gag and threads it across his mouth to secure behind his head. Despite his inability to talk, he’s saying everything he needs to with his eyes.
He’s telling me to let him handle this. To let him die to protect our child and me. If he really knew me, he’d know how impossible it is for me to let him die this way. Not for me. But I’ll keep my promise to him and ensure our baby lives, no matter what.
The councilwoman sneers at Adrian. Like the sight of a bound man turns her on. Yet another reason to hate her. There is definitely something in her eyes as she stares down my husband, bloody and broken before her.
This baby is my only leverage right now. If they know of its existence, then they might want me dead regardless. If I confess it and force them to make a deal with me, then I might be able to keep the little one safe.
“I do have a confession, Councilwoman, but only if you make a deal with me.”
Her beady eyes narrow as she scans me from head to toe. “Let me guess, you want me to save your lover?”
I flick my hand toward Adrian. “Save him from what? His mouth? Once you hear my confession, you’ll have no choice but to find him innocent and release him anyway. I know you guys follow your own rules here, but to kill him unjustly without provocation? Well, I think some of his supporters might have something to say about that.”
“No matter, I can easily say you were both in on it. You both carried out these murders to usurp and take over society and this council.”
I shrug. “Well, if you want to take the risk, that’s your choice. But I’m offering you another way. A signed and sealed confession. All you have to do is make a deal.”
Now, it seems, I have her full attention. The other council members murmur in each other’s ears, and then they all fall silent and look at me.
Adrian squirms against his capture, trying to speak, raging against his restraint. I can’t risk even glancing over at him for fear I’ll lose my nerve. Not when there is so much on the line. My fingers are numb, my face is hot, and I’m about five seconds from passing out. Hopefully, Andrea will still catch me even if I keel over on her.
“What sort of deal do you have in mind?”
Andrea tightens her grip on my arm, but I don’t glance at her either. “Not the kind I’m going to announce beforehand. I can promise it has nothing to do with letting anyone go free. That’s the only hint I’ll give you.”
She scowls heavily, her nails clicking on the table. “Enough of these games. I’ll just kill you all.”
One of the other council members speaks up, an older man who I think I recognize as one of my father’s old friends. “We should hear what she has to say. Many of us want justice for Novak. We want to give him a proper burial and see his killer brought in for punishment. If this girl knows or did the deed herself, I want to hear it.”