MALLERY’S POV
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My heart beat is racing and it feels as if my heart is about to pound out of my chest. One loud thud in the back of the car makes me roll my eyes, “Please slow down,” I squeeze my eyes shut at the image of Nicole’s body rolls in the trunk of the car. “I don’t want her corpse to stench up the car,” he sighs, as if his words didn’t hurt. “I’ll wash the damn thing,” I snap as he speeds up, her body rolling again. “That won’t help,” Elion snorts like it’s the funniest thing I said. “How would you know?” I glance over my shoulder at him. “Not my first rodeo, princess.” His eyebrows hop. “Right,”, “Just like it isn’t yours.” He deadpans and my head turns and I stare at him with wide eyes. “Shut up Elion,” I sneer, “Enough,” Jace growls lowly, pinching the bridge of his nose as
