"Don't forget those people are dead." I showed her the point. "They're dead by my hand. And for my closure, I'm sending their heads back to the person who paid them."
"You…" Eliana lost her words, maybe realizing how psychopath I was. A monster. I hated her for forcing me to spill everything. It was ugly.
"Yes, I sent them to Ingmire."
Her demeanor changed as soon as I spoke that name. She then said something that already made my head hurt. "What are you going to do with them then? What if I told you I want to kill Ingmire? Since they want my life, then it's reciprocal if I want them dead."
I stared at her as the question dwelling inside my mind. "You don't test me like this."
I was not having it. It's like she made me choose between my loyalty to my father and her.