Chapter Six
Robbs sits in a small, rundown motel room staring at the screen of his cell phone. He watched happily as Kiara arrived home with James and discovered her ransacked apartment. He was smugly satisfied when O’Toole ran out of the apartment just a few minutes later.
He just wants to f**k you, Kiara. He doesn’t want to deal with all of your bullshit.
When the police arrive, Robbs is glad that he sprang for the camera system that included audio. It had been difficult to pick Kiara’s lock, but once he was inside the apartment, his work had been easy. He’d cussed Kiara as he shattered all of her new things. She didn’t deserve the upscale apartment or any of the fancy things inside it. The apprenticeship at Fission should have been Robbs’. O’Toole should have offered him a job at The
