There Is No Devil Sinners Duet Book 2 By Sophie Lark-pdfread

6
COLE
The next morning, I wake much earlier than usual, long before the sun
is up.
Mara sleeps heavily beside me, exhausted from relating just one of the
countless ugly stories from her childhood. I’m sure she could tell me one like
that every day for a year and never run out.
I’m filled with an anger that sickens me, that makes my muscles shake.
I’ve never been furious for someone else before. Never felt this need to right
the scales. To wreak vengeance on their behalf.
The fact that Mara’s mother and stepfather have never been punished for their
rampant child abuse is an injustice that rankles like a spike jammed in my
side.
The only time I’ve killed for someone else was when I spiked Michael
Bridger’s drink, drove him home, and left his car running in the garage. Even
then, I was telling Mara the truth: it was mostly for myself. I was tired of
Sonia showing up to work puffy-eyed and exhausted, distracted by streams of
calls and text messages from her fuckwit ex and his rapacious lawyer.
Maybe an infinitesimal portion of pity influenced my decision. If so, it was
unconscious.
I’m a selfish person, I always have been. I’ve always been alone. No one was
going to look out for my interests but me.