MY TABOO STEP DADDY
She's alive and breathing and probably still convinced she's going to find a way out, still convinced that her money and connections will save her.
All I'd have to do is slip downstairs, find a vein in her neck, and let the spider venom do its work. No one would know. Carlton wouldn't find out. I'd have my revenge and my boy both.
It's the perfect plan.
I stand up and move toward the drawer, my movements careful despite the whiskey making my vision slightly soft around the edges.
The bone pin is exactly where I left it, carved from the femur of a man who thought he could steal from me, laced with a poison so rare that the autopsy wouldn't even find it. One prick. That's all it would take.