Pull (Push #2) by Claire Wallis

Author:Claire Wallis [Wallis, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Spencerhill Associates
Published: 2014-11-06T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 26

David—Present Day

I’m sitting on the arm of the couch, facing the door and waiting for her. Waiting for them. Brad should have her by now, and they should be well on their way. In fact, I’m surprised they aren’t here already. I feel like an impatient toddler. Where are they?

I picture Emma sitting in the front seat of Brad’s Chevy staring out the window, her red hair hanging down over her shoulders, dog tags tucked under her shirt, warm against her skin. Her face is flushed, and she’s still dressed in her work clothes. Her body is curled over on itself like a big human question mark, wondering what the hell is going on. Wondering why Brad is bringing her here. Wondering why I wasn’t there at six o’clock to pick her up. Her brow is furrowed, her skin still searing with anger and confusion. In my head, she is glowing. Electric. Absolutely filled with energy at the exact moment in which she should be feeling the most powerless. But that’s her, isn’t it? That’s Emma. She’s charged and potent and strong when it matters the most. When most women would be a heap on the floor, she is glowing, filled with some kind of divine light, tossing a steady stream of nonverbal fuck yous out into the universe, telling it to go to hell. That is Emma. That is what I love. She is everything I love. All of it.

After a few more minutes pass and my impatience crawls even closer to a discomforting level, I move from the arm of the couch to the recliner in the corner. I have the barrel of Emma’s gun shoved down the back of my jeans, the metal smooth against my skin. I took it from her nightstand before I left her place this morning, before I set my plan into motion. It’s a faster, steadier shot than my S&W, and I wanted to have it just in case things didn’t go as planned. I lean forward and pull it out of my jeans, tucking it down between the arm of the chair and the seat cushion. I’m thankful that I didn’t have to use the damn thing, but it was comforting to have it close at hand, just in case. I’m also thankful no one noticed it.

I won’t leave it here. I’ll grab it before we go and tuck it back down into my pants without anyone seeing. I’ll have it back in the bottom drawer of Emma’s nightstand before she even knows it’s gone.

I settle back into the recliner, my mind rolling over all the complexities of the day. I place a hefty mental bet on Xavier and the rest of Ray’s boys finding Franklin by morning. I hope the motherfucker suffers, just a little, for the way he treated Nikki. And for what he did to my face. And for the worry he caused Emma. I think they’ll make it quick, though, which in the end is probably for the better.

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