Chapter Fifteen-Ansley

My entire body began to shake on the ride to the police station. He'd killed her. Shot her in the back like a coward. The blood … it sprayed—spewed from her like being hit with a water gun. My eyes began to build with tears, and my bottom lip trembled.

They would kill us.

I knew Marcus was crazy, but I hadn't realized he was only the tip of the iceberg. His family seemed out of control, on a frenzy of killing and doing as they pleased.

Madden reached over and placed his palm against my knee. "Calm down, Ansley. We're going to fix this."

I wanted to believe that. But I saw the look on that man's face and it was emotionless. Heartless. The lack of empathy chilled my veins. There was nothing normal about that man's face. He lacked that part of a human that made them human.

And to my surprise, Marcus looked scared. I'd never pegged him for a murderer, but if he continued down the same road, it didn't seem out of reach for him. His family would pull him down further into the darkened pit