Vicious Minds: Part 2 (Children of Vice 5)

His eyebrow raised and he nodded. “Bravo.”

“And the two who got away?”

I deleted the message and retyped the two names.

“Liam and Melody Callahan.”

Showing it to him, his eyes widened. “What?”

“They are alive,” I said aloud.

He took a step back, shaking his head. “I saw—”

“This,” I pointed to my bad shoulder. “Him. Everything else was her…unless you think I’m crazy.”

He gasped. “They are alive.”

“That’s what I said.”

“All these years, Ethan has never said anything? Does he not know?”

“He knows,” I answered. “He told me—”

“When, why didn’t you say anything—”

“Because even he was not fucking sure. If I told you, you’d be hunting ghosts. But then again, maybe that is what I should have done and gotten you off my goddamn back.”

He had the audacity to chuckle. “Those fucking snakes…wait. You did not plan for them?”

“Of course I didn’t plan for them. I made it work. Like I always do,” I grumbled, moving to step back into my Christian Louboutins.

“We are going to need to figure out—”

“No,” I said sternly. “You promised me a year.”

“They will come back.”

“Then protect me for fucking once!” I hollered.

Knock.

Knock.

Before I answered, the door opened, and Ethan stepped inside. He looked at my grandfather and then back to me.

“Why did you knock to enter your own room?” I asked him frowning.

“You have a guest,” he replied coldly, stepping over to me as I tried to rise.

I winced at the pain in my ankles. Normally this would be a breeze, but they were bruised, too. Ethan held me as I began to sway.

“Thanks—”

“Who did this?” he asked me again.

“Who did what? My shoes?”

“Not your fucking shoes, Calliope!” he snapped. “Who were the two that attacked us?”