The Removed [Book #2]

It's been a month since the three hunters and Terry's death. Vivian, Graham, and Julia, along with Lewis, have been staying at the Miller house. There has been little news on the missing girls, leaving Vivian to wonder if she should find them.

Then something happened that changed everything.


#1 - BOUND


24. Remy

The cell door closed behind Julia, and as she settled on the bed, she looked at me with those violet eyes. They were forever changed because of what she had been through. She was powerful, maybe more than any of the others, and that was dangerous.

“Where is she?” Julia asked. Her hair was completely tangled, but she didn't seem to care at all about her appearance, or the dirt and blood on her face.

“She's safe,” I said with narrowed eyes. Away from you. “Now, tell me something Julia. What happened to Clive Hylan?”

“He died,” she said, smiling faintly like this was all some big joke. “He deserved it. For taking me again. For killing all those girls. And that woman? She didn't do the best job watching me, did she?”

My eyes widened and I shook my head. “Lucy Hannigan didn't know anything about you. Clive never told her. So you killed her for no reason.” I leaned into the bars and frowned. “But tell me about the girls. Are their bodies in that basement?”

Julia looked at me, her eyes cool, and nodded. “He wanted me to see them. I guess it's before he killed me.”

“How did you kill him?” I asked, the question burning in my throat.

A spark fluttered into those violet eyes as she came toward me. She reached through the bars and touched my face, but I didn't recoil.

“I've learned a few new tricks, Detective.” She pressed a finger to her lips. “Don't tell anyone. It will ruin the plans I have.”

I stepped back then, but a voice from behind me cut across the air.

“God, what happened to you?”

Vivian wrapped her hands around the bars, her voice soft, though the anguish was clear. She looked at her girlfriend and her eyes filled with tears.

Julia tilted her head. “You're too late, sweetheart. I'm dead and I'm not coming back.”

She pressed a hand against the metal separating us and it started to melt. Then she wiggled her fingers and smirked.

“Come on,” I said, pulling Vivian away. To my surprise, she listened, her eyes horrified as she watched what had occurred. We went to the front of the building and met Jade there. She looked as worried as I felt. I hugged her tightly, and she rested her head on my shoulder.

“What the hell is going on?” she asked, glancing at Vivian. She touched my face. “Remy, I—”

Whatever Jade was going to say was swallowed by a thunderous noise. We turned to see smoke filling the area where the prisoners were. Fearing the worst, I took a step. Something shot out of the cloudiness and before I could react, there were hands pushing me back.

I fell to the floor and saw Vivian next to me, her eyes wide and her face pale. Blood trickled from her mouth and nose, but she was breathing still, even if it was faint.

“Who?” I whispered, but I already knew the answer. Dread and terror filled me as I heard a moan from my other side. I turned my head and felt sick.

Jade was laying motionless in a pool of blood.

“Fuck,” I said, squeezing my eyes shut. I reached for her when a pressure slammed down on my back.

Someone was sitting on me with their hands around my neck.

“This is tiresome,” a cold voice said. “It's no fun when some survive.”

Julia 's one hand left me, hovered over Vivian, and with one touch to her chest, she burned her. The screams were so loud. But what was more horrible was that Julia was laughing. After a few minutes, there was silence and Vivian didn't move again.

With some maneuvering, I was able to throw Julia away from me. I watched her slam into one of the desks, hitting the edge. She groaned but kept her ground. The smoke had cleared now, and I could see her perfectly.

There was no more life left in her eyes.

“So, this is how it ends,” she said coolly. “I'm surprised. I actually thought I'd be fighting my lover to the death.” At the last part, she smiled viciously.

“You knew she couldn't win, so you decided to stop her life before she tried.” I gripped my gun, fully prepared to use it. Before I could, however, it rose from my hand.

It was in Julia's in less than a second and she had it pointed at my head. She toyed with it for a long time before she looked at me. She moved all of the dead corpses out of her way with her feet as she walked. She swept by me and stepped outside.

Her eyes held mine and as she spoke a chill ran up my spine. They would be the last words I heard from Julia Owens in a long, long time.

“Come find me.”

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