Into The Dark Part 34

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Sean opened a can of Coors. "Just to plant my a.s.s in the chair and watch the game."

"Who's playing?"

"Braves and Philly. Should be a good one. What about you?"

"Depends." Nathan counted the scratches on the old table.

"On what?"



"On how this conversation goes."

Sean tipped the chair back on its hind legs. Deep wrinkles creased his forehead. He rubbed the side of his face. "What's going on?"

"I want to talk about Jimmy."

The chair's front legs thudded against the floor. The beer can clattered against the wood table. "There's nothing to talk about."

"Dad, please."

"Jimmy's dead and gone. Talking about him won't change things."

"No, it won't bring him back. But it's time things changed."

A blush of anger crept across Sean's fair skin as he stood and glared down at Nathan with cold, piercing eyes. He hadn't seen that kind of pa.s.sion from his father in fourteen years.

"Why are you doing this? Life's gone on, and so have I."

"Seriously?" Nathan stood as well. He refused to back down from his father's angry stare. "You stopped living the day he died. You just exist. And you can't even stand the sight of me." His voice cracked as long pent-up emotion threatened to spill out.

"What?"

"Come on, Dad. Let's be honest with each other for once. You just tolerate me. When was the last time you had any real interest in my life?"

The angry set of Sean's jaw relaxed. "Nathan, I don't know what you're talking about. I went to every track meet, every swim meet, every debate, graduations. I've always been there for everything in your life."

"In body," Nathan yelled. "You think I can't tell you'd rather be anywhere but in close proximity to me?"

"What do you want from me?" Sean threw his hands in the air. He braced himself against the counter and looked out the large window over the kitchen sink. "Why are you doing this?"

"Because life's too short for you and me to keep doing this stupid dance. We need to talk about what happened."

Nathan's guts twisted painfully at the thought of his father finally unleas.h.i.+ng blame on him. But remaining in limbo was no longer an option. Emilie and Claire had done as much, and now Claire was dead, leaving her daughter with no closure.

"If I could go back and change that night, I would. I should have remembered curfew."

Sean's back was rigid. His weathered hands gripped the counter. "Please, don't."

"I must have asked myself what I could have done differently a thousand times. Why do you think I'm a cop, Dad?"

"Because you're a good kid."

"No. Every time I go to work, I'm trying to make up for what I did to Jimmy. Each time I help someone, I think maybe I'm balancing the scales. Maybe I won't be judged so harshly when my time comes.

"But I'm finally able to accept Jimmy's death wasn't my fault. Now I'm here asking you to do the same."

Sean c.o.c.ked his head. His meaty hands released the laminate counter, and he turned back around. His tired eyes were red-rimmed. "What the h.e.l.l are you talking about?"

"I'm asking you to forgive me, Dad. Do you think Jimmy'd want you hating me for the rest of your life?"

"Is that how you see it?" Sean stepped forward. His graying eyebrows knitted together to form a single line across his forehead. "That I hate you?"

"You blame me. I get it. But I'm asking you to give me a second chance."

A long, shaky sigh escaped Sean's open mouth. He leaned against a chair for support, looking every bit his fifty-seven years. "I never realized. I just a.s.sumed you felt the same as me."

"Until now, I have." Nathan pushed on, surprised by his father's lack of anger. "But something happened to a friend of mine that made me realize I've got to do everything I can to heal our relations.h.i.+p. To earn your love again."

"Nathan, I've always loved you. Not one day has gone by that I didn't thank G.o.d you weren't taken from me that night."

"Then why-"

"Because I'm an old fool." Sean fell into the chair and put his head in his hands. "You never should have been left to walk home in the first place. Don't you know that?"

"I don't remember."

"That morning, I told you I'd pick you up at your friend's. I got delayed at work, and next thing I know, I get a call from the police saying Jimmy was dead and you'd been beaten."

Sean looked up at Nathan. His tears soaked into the wrinkles around his eyes. "I'll never forget the way you looked when I got to the hospital. You still had Jimmy's blood on you. You wouldn't look at me."

"All I remember is sitting in the back of the police car." How the h.e.l.l had he forgotten such important details? Was his guilt so strong he'd simply blacked it out?

"My G.o.d. I never realized."

"What else am I forgetting?"

"At the hospital, I kept telling you I was sorry," Sean said. "I told you I'd never leave you alone again, that everything was going to be okay. You still wouldn't look at me. I knew then you'd never forgive me."

"How could I have forgotten?"

"Doctors said you were in shock. Aunt Kay was with you more than I was, and she said you never wanted to talk about it. I thought if we just moved on, you'd be all right. You didn't want to be around me, but I could accept that if it meant your having a normal life."

"You were so standoffish," Nathan said. "I thought you were angry with me and that it would be best for me not to bother you."

"f.u.c.king h.e.l.l, I swear I never knew."

"You thought I blamed you?"

"Why wouldn't you? I blame me. If I'd done my job as a parent, Jimmy would be alive, and you wouldn't have carried this burden with you."

"Why didn't you ever try to talk to me about it?"

"I didn't want to make it worse. You were doing well in school and seemed adjusted. I figured I'd let you live your life and maybe one day, you'd forgive me."

"All this time I've been simultaneously hating and feeling sorry for myself, and all I had to do was say something to you." Nathan couldn't believe he'd been so foolish.

"No, I failed you, again." Sean pulled a worn, blue handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his eyes. "I got so swept up in my own guilt and pain, and I should have sucked it up and talked to you, been a decent father."

"I've seen bad fathers, Dad. You aren't one of them."

"You grew up thinking I didn't love you." Sean slammed his hand down on the old table. "It's a credit to your aunt you turned out the way you did."

"Let's call the blame even. We both could have done things differently."

"I'm so sorry, Nathan. You and your sister are the best things I ever did."

Nathan's throat constricted painfully. His eyes stung as he struggled against the tears. "Thanks, Dad. I love you, too."

Sean jumped to his feet and pulled Nathan into a bone-crus.h.i.+ng hug. He held tight to his father, tears of grat.i.tude finally trickling from his eyes.

"Why don't you stay and watch the game?" Sean released him. "We can order a pizza and pig out without Aunt Kay on our a.s.ses about cholesterol."

"On your a.s.s, you mean. I'm in awesome shape."

"You're young. Give it another ten years."

"No anchovies," Nathan said as his father reached for the phone. "I'm not eating those stinking fish."

"p.u.s.s.y."

Chapter Thirty-One.

She'd gone into the tunnels with Madigan? To their special place? Didn't she understand what he'd done for her? Or was Madigan's interference clouding her judgment?

"You're sure of this?" Julian asked.

"Positive."

"And the hostage negotiator accompanied her?"

"That's what I was told." His informant blew a foul gust of smoke in his face. "Apparently, he's her new champion. Fighting for her, even."

Julian crushed the hundred-dollar bill he was holding. "I hadn't foreseen this complication. Why was she there?"

"Maybe she's grown a set. Or maybe she just wanted to see what you had planned. How should I know?"

"That's what I'm paying you for, isn't it?"

"You want me to leave another message?"

"No. I want you to find out if Emilie reciprocates this attention. If she has any interest in this man."

The smoker took another drag. "You promised me I wouldn't still be in this mess after you robbed the bank. I thought she was just your extra bit of sugar icing."

"Do I look like I need to rob a bank? You're a fool for ever believing that."

"I still want my cut."

"I've already given you plenty of cash."

"Easy come, easy go. And that cash wasn't half of what you originally promised."

Julian had grown tired of the conversation. "Find out how Emilie feels about this negotiator, and I promise you shall have payment in full."

The cigarette was smashed beneath the toe of a black dress shoe. "You'd better. I can always go to the cops and cut a deal."

"Just do as I ask. You'll be well taken care of."

Julian slipped through the horde on the Strip, impervious to the shouts of the drunk and greedy. He'd antic.i.p.ated Emilie to feel a rush of grief and guilt at her mother's death, but after the initial shock, she should have been relieved. Grateful, even. Claire Chambers deserved to be eliminated. She had only cruelty to offer.

The gluttonous pig had begged for her life, growing so desperate as to plead for a second chance for her daughter's sake.

Julian would have preferred a quick and easy end, but Claire needed to be held accountable for the years of misery afflicted on Emilie-all thirty-four of them.

The duct tape had m.u.f.fled Claire's screams. The woman's face was streaked with tears and smeared make-up. Her cold eyes grew gla.s.sy as her body lost more blood.

"This is for Emilie," Julian whispered as he sunk the knife into her stomach. "My ultimate gift to her before I bring us together for eternity."

Claire had slowly blinked and then moaned in understanding.

"Yes, I am her Taker. And now you will pay the ultimate price."

Chapter Thirty-Two.

Into The Dark Part 34

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