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Chapter 58 - Harry | Escape

His expression changed and took on a challenging form. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a phone. I tilted my head and eyed his process suspiciously, what is he up to?

I didn't have to wait long for an answer because he dialed a number and held the phone to his ear.

"Kill Ashely Scott." he demanded with unbroken eye contact with me.

No.

My heart began to race faster, she's here? What?

I pulled on my bonds and the ropes burned on my skin as they cut deeper, but I still couldn't get free. Shit. Panic rose in me and the thought of even one of them touching her brought me to a very dark corner of my brain which I usually try to avoid.

"Seriously? To get back at me you're going to kill her? I couldn't care less, you're even taking work from me and helping me with it." I said snorting, trying to stay as calm as possible and not let on how much he was throwing me off.

"Then you don't mind, do you?" he said shrugging his shoulders. "I have a score to settle with her too, and once she's dead, you'll be my last toy. We haven't found the USBs, but it will be not a long time before we do."

Fuck, the USBs. I didn't even think about them anymore. They were still in Niall's summer house in a very safe place.

"What did she do then? Did she also kill someone you know?" I asked tensely. He leaned down and came so close to my face that I could see the brown in his eyes in detail. "I know that she was there that night and did nothing to stop it," he whispered.

"You both killed him and now you're dying yourselves." With that, he pulled his head back and walked toward the door. My mouth dropped, I was so incredibly confused that I no longer understood anything. We are supposed to have killed someone? How could we have done that? We've only known each other for a few weeks.

"Hey, wait. What do you mean?" I yelled after him. But he didn't turn around anymore. "Kaiden, who the hell are you talking about?" I shouted at the top of my lungs, but the door slammed shut and I was left alone in the room.

He can't kill her. He can't. I won't let him.

But who the hell does he mean? Who should we have killed together? I really have no idea and my headache wasn't helping. No way he means someone we killed on that trip, because he was already after us.

Then who the fuck does he mean? The guy is just completely insane and mixed up. There's no other way. We didn't kill anybody. Ashely didn't stop it? What the hell is he talking about? Does he mean she didn't stop me?

But I haven't known Ashely long enough to kill anyone in front of her. If I didn't have this damn headache, then maybe I could think better. Is he really going to kill Ashley now?

He and his entire clan won't be able to live another second without having to turn around all the time. I will hunt him down, find him, and then kill him in agony. First I'll cut off all his fingers, then his tongue so that I don't have to hear his pathetic whining, and so I'll continue until he only consists of single parts.

He'll know what it's like to mess with Harry Styles.

I couldn't get rid of the thought that something could happen to Ashely. Was he really serious? Or did he just want to test my reaction? Either way, it was enough to push me to the limit. I was more nervous than I had ever been in my life and time passed in slow motion.