Chapter 21
Gabriel
Hannah yawns, leaning back against the couch.
Stupid little lamb.
Baby Jeff is fast asleep in her arms, making this feel entirely too homey for my liking. The infant woke up just as we finished eating, so she went to get him to feed him. I was the one who suggested a movie until Matt and Jessica got home. I don’t know why, to be honest. I only wanted to get close enough to Ms. Foster to snap a photo that I could use if Henderson didn’t get his shit together. I sure as fuck didn’t expect to add a name to my list of fuckers who must die.
My skin itches, and it’s a struggle not to slip a finger under the latex prosthetic mask on my face. A soft snort escapes my lips. Who would have guessed the very thing I hate most is what allows me to move freely amongst people? I’m sure my dearly departed brother is looking down, laughing at my discomfort.
While Hannah watches the movie, I pull out my phone, looking up Senator Walt Ryans. It doesn’t take long to find a shit ton of information on him. Well, the world will be better off without this one. But he’s going to have to wait because this little search revealed another name. A name that was already on my list.
I sigh.
Looks like another Elite Member is about to die.
I glance at Hannah. I just hope Ms. Foster is prepared for what this will mean for her.