everything.”
I took a step closer, and his skin turned ashen. “You were surprised that
Kahanov was still on the run. Why was that?”
“B-because. He was half mad. I didn’t think he’d last long on the
outside.” The devil’s voice trembled with fear, so I pulled back my power.
“Half mad how?”
“It started a few weeks before we escaped. His mood changed, and he
became obsessed with the LaSalles. Like, deranged obsessed. He’d been here
too long, and he finally broke.”
“Did he know the LaSalles personally?” Savannah asked, appearing by
my side.
The Ripper dragged his eyes up her body and grinned, a terrible
expression considering the condition of the rest of his face. “Don’t know,
beautiful. He never spoke of them before he went nuts.”
“Then we’re done here.” The way the devil was looking at Savannah
made me want to snap his neck, and it was all I could do to maintain control.
I grabbed Savannah’s arm and towed her out of the cell.
“What are you doing, Jaxson?” she snarled as she tore free of my grasp.
I narrowed my eyes and stepped into her space. “I said we’re done. You
shouldn’t be talking to that bastard. He’s a fucking monster that ripped
women like you apart.”
She flinched like my words had slapped her face, and she crossed her
arms. “So now what? We still don’t know where he is.”
I cocked my head as Amal’s voiced echoed into the hallway. She’d
resumed her interrogation about how the escapees made their break.
I returned my attention to Savannah. “Amal and I are going to track down
the Viper.”
“You and Amal? So you’re leaving me out of this again?”
I set my jaw and mirrored her crossed arms. “I have no idea who the
Viper is, but if she’s working with monsters like the Ripper and Kahanov,