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Chapter no 38

Unravel Me (Shatter Me Book 2)

An explosion.

The sound of glass shattering.

Someone yanks me back just as I pull the trigger and the bullet hits the window behind Andersonโ€™s head.

Iโ€™m spun around.

Kenji is shaking me, shaking me so hard I feel my head jerk back and forth and heโ€™s screaming at me, telling me we have to go, that I need to drop the gun, heโ€™s breathing hard and heโ€™s saying, โ€œIโ€™m going to need you to walk away, okay? Juliette? Can you understand me? I need you to back off right now. Youโ€™re going to be okayโ€”youโ€™re going to be all rightโ€”youโ€™re going to be fine, you just have toโ€”โ€

โ€œNo, Kenjiโ€”โ€ Iโ€™m trying to stop him from pulling me away, trying to keep my feet planted where they are because he doesnโ€™t understand. He needs to understand. โ€œI have to kill him. I have to make sure he dies,โ€ Iโ€™m telling him. โ€œI just need you to give me another secondโ€”โ€

โ€œNo,โ€ he says, โ€œnot yet, not right now,โ€ and heโ€™s looking at me like heโ€™s about to break, like heโ€™s seen something in my face that he wishes heโ€™d never seen, and he says, โ€œWe canโ€™t. We canโ€™t kill him yet. Itโ€™s too soon, okay?โ€

But itโ€™s not okay and I donโ€™t understand whatโ€™s happening but Kenji is reaching for my hand, heโ€™s prying the gun out of the fingers I didnโ€™t realize were wrapped so tightly around the handle. And Iโ€™m blinking. I feel confused and disappointed. I look down at my hands. At my suit. And I canโ€™t understand for a moment where all the blood came from.

I glance at Anderson.

His eyes are rolled back in his head. Kenji is checking his pulse. Looks at me, says, โ€œI think he fainted.โ€ And my body has begun to shake so violently I can hardly stand.

What have I done.

I back away, needing to find a wall to cling to, something solid to hold on to and Kenji catches me, heโ€™s holding me so tightly with one arm and cradling my head with his other hand and I feel like I might want to cry but for some reason I canโ€™t. I canโ€™t do anything but endure these tremors rocking the length of my entire frame.

โ€œWe have to go,โ€ Kenji says to me, stroking my hair in a show of tenderness I know is rare for him. I close my eyes against his shoulder,

wanting to draw strength from his warmth. โ€œAre you going to be okay?โ€ he asks me. โ€œI need you to walk with me, all right? Weโ€™ll have to run, too.โ€

โ€œWarner,โ€ I gasp, ripping out of Kenjiโ€™s embrace, eyes wild. โ€œWhereโ€™sโ€”โ€ Heโ€™s unconscious.

A heap on the floor. Arms bound behind his back, an empty syringe tossed on the carpet beside him.

โ€œI took care of Warner,โ€ Kenji says.

Suddenly everything is slamming into me all at the same time. All the reasons why we were supposed to be here, what we were trying to accomplish in the first place, the reality of what Iโ€™ve done and what I was about to do. โ€œKenji,โ€ Iโ€™m gasping, โ€œKenji, whereโ€™s Adam? What happened? Where are the hostages? Is everyone okay?โ€

โ€œAdam is fine,โ€ he reassures me. โ€œWe slipped in the back door and found Ian and Emory.โ€ He looks toward the kitchen area. โ€œTheyโ€™re in pretty bad shape, but Adamโ€™s hauling them out, trying to get them to wake up.โ€

โ€œWhat about the others? Brendan? A-and Winston?โ€

Kenji shakes his head. โ€œI have no idea. But I have a feeling weโ€™ll be able to get them back.โ€

โ€œHow?โ€

Kenji nods at Warner. โ€œWeโ€™re going to take this kid hostage.โ€

โ€œWhat?โ€

โ€œItโ€™s our best bet,โ€ he says to me. โ€œAnother trade. A real one, this time.

Besides, itโ€™ll be fine. You take away his guns, and this golden boy is harmless.โ€ He walks toward Warnerโ€™s unmoving figure. Nudges him with the toe of his boot before hauling him up, flipping Warnerโ€™s body over his shoulder. I canโ€™t help but notice that Warnerโ€™s injured arm is now completely soaked through with blood.

โ€œCome on,โ€ Kenji says to me, not unkindly, eyes assessing my frame like heโ€™s not sure if Iโ€™m stable yet. โ€œLetโ€™s get out of hereโ€”itโ€™s insanity out there and we donโ€™t have much time before they move into this streetโ€”โ€

โ€œWhat?โ€ Iโ€™m blinking too fast. โ€œWhat do you meanโ€”โ€

Kenji looks at me, disbelief written across his features. โ€œTheย war, princess.

Theyโ€™re all fighting to the death out thereโ€”โ€

โ€œBut Anderson never made the callโ€”he said they were waiting for a word from himโ€”โ€

โ€œNo,โ€ Kenji says. โ€œAnderson didnโ€™t make the call. Castle did.โ€ Oh

God.

โ€œJuliette!โ€

Adam is rushing into the house, whipping around to find my face until I run forward and he catches me in his arms without thinking, without remembering that we donโ€™t do this anymore, that weโ€™re not together anymore, that he shouldnโ€™t be touching me at all. โ€œYouโ€™re okayโ€”youโ€™reย okayโ€”โ€

โ€œLETโ€™S GO,โ€ Kenji barks for the final time. โ€œI know this is an emotional moment or whatever, but we have to get our asses the hell out of here. I swear, Kentโ€”โ€

But Kenji stops. His eyes drop.

Adam is on his knees, a look of fear and pain and horror and anger and terror etched into every line on his face and Iโ€™m trying to shake him, Iโ€™m trying to get him to tell me whatโ€™s wrong and he canโ€™t move, heโ€™s frozen on the ground, his eyes glued to Andersonโ€™s body, his hands reaching out to touch the hair that was so perfectly set almost a moment ago and Iโ€™m begging him to speak to me, begging him to tell me what happened and itโ€™s like the world shifts in his eyes, like nothing will ever be right in this world and nothing can ever be good again and he parts his lips.

He tries to speak.

โ€œMy father,โ€ he says. โ€œThis man is my father.โ€

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