The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 256

Chapter 256: BREAKING IN

Abigail

The sound of shattering glass jolted me from sleep. I sat upright in bed with my heart hammering against my ribs and the sheets pooling around my waist.

Beside me Finnegan was already moving and his hand reached for the gun in the nightstand drawer.

"What was that?" I whispered as the sounds of men shouting and shots being fired filtered in from outside. What on earth was happening?

"Finn?"

"Stay here," he ordered.

Like hell I would.

I scrambled out of bed and grabbed the silk robe from the chair and shoved my arms into it as I followed him. We moved down the hallway carefully. Annette was at Jade’s place, thankfully.

We reached the living room and Finnegan froze with his grip tightening on the gun.

"Devin?"

I peered around his shoulder and my breath caught.

Devin Wolfe stood in the center of the living room like something dragged up from a nightmare.

He was drenched in blood and his clothes were torn and plastered to his body and his dark hair was matted back and his eyes were wild and bloodshot.

His left arm hung at a strange angle with blood dripping steadily from his fingertips onto the white marble and pooling around his shoes.

"You," he spat. "This is your fault. All of it."

"Keep your hands where I can see them," Finnegan said.

Devin screamed, the sound tearing from his throat like shredded fabric, and lunged forward with a gun raised.

Finnegan raised his weapon. "Stop! Devin, stop right now!"

But Devin didn’t stop and he barreled forward and crashed into Finnegan.

"Abigail, run!" Finnegan shouted, wrestling his brother back while my heart slammed against my chest as I watched them grapple. Devin swung wildly and Finnegan knocked the gun from his brother’s hand.

"Now, Abigail!"

I ran for the phone in the bedroom with my hands shaking so badly I could barely dial.

When I returned Finnegan had Devin pinned against the wall with his forearm pressed against his brother’s throat and of all the things I had ever expected to witness in my life, seeing my parents’ killer sobbing like a broken child was not among them.

"She’s dead," he choked out with his voice splintering apart. "Mother is dead, you stupid bitch. They shot her. She fell and there was so much blood, so much blood!"

Finnegan went very still and the color drained from his face. "What? Devin, what are you saying?"

"Mother!" Devin screamed and shoved Finnegan off him.

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