Diablo
And what are you going to say? I hated to admit it but my brain was right. I stared blankly into the recorder wondering what step to take next. Confront them or dump all the evidence I had so far into the hands of the police. That sounded responsible but there was a reason they called me Diablo. I didn't quite give up and giving up had nothing to do with this. I just wanted to figure this out myself and foil their sick intentions. Against the responsible citizen that still seemed to reside in me. I drove off. The recorder kept functioning so I could still hear what they were discussing.
"Hurting him isn't enough. I want him to feel what I felt. To lose someone he loves."
What! I had to be grateful I wasn't by her door when she said those words. I wouldn't have been able to hold b
