I Can’t Help But Love You

[SICARIO]

[Fifty-six months ago]

"She's still alive?" Jer asked when he dragged Eniola and felt her hand holding his leg. It was a grip so tight even as her claws came out and punctured Jer's ankle. It was something that would take a while to heal and Jer despite that.

Then again, was that the least of his worries, or was he just in deep shit on his own this time?

"Of course. She is going to be like that," Razia chuckled darkly. It was almost like she had practiced for this more times than possible. 

Razia Greyson was a cold-blooded killer and clearly, her best friend wasn't the first one she was taking out like this. Her world seemed to be darker than most would have perceived — a truth that she was slowly waking up to. 

There was no telling what was happening in the woman's head but one thing was certain. The woman needed to be locked up somewhere away from everyone.