There was no way I’d be able to catch up to it, and even if I did, I was outnumbered and outgunned. To put it simply, I was up shit creek without a paddle. But fuck it, Olivia wasn’t worth chasing anyway. That whore. That absolute fucking whore. She didn’t deserve anything from me. Let her run away, back to her brother and his band of fucking backstabbers in Austin. It suited her to be with liars and traitors. That was what she was—nothing but a goddamn liar. I had no use for her. No use for a wife who led me around like a bull with a ring in his nose. I was a show pony for Luke, a distraction while he cooked up whatever idiot scheme he had in mind. He set her loose on me and she went to work, fucking me into a false sense of security. I’d let her fool me into a state of dewy-eyed stupidity. Croak had suspected what was happening. He’d tried to wake me up, to keep me from falling into her trap, but it wasn’t good enough for me.
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