Jonas Saul - The Kill

“No problem,” the other guy said, his mouth full. “Just go and get back here.”

The guy who brought Darwin into the kitchen walked out.

Rosina stared at Darwin. The guy at the table was still eating, not taking his eyes off the two of them.

Darwin knew that Rosina only did what she knew might work. He forgave her for her actions even before she did it.

She reached behind her, grabbed the knife holder set and knocked it over. She raised her hands to show they were empty and yelled she was sorry.

The guy didn’t shoot her. He didn’t know the knives slid along the counter. One of them, the long bread knife, fell off and hit Darwin in the leg.

Nothing in a long time made him feel that violently angry. He launched off the floor and dove at the man so fast the guy didn’t even get a chance to flip off the safety on his weapon.

Another man murdered.

Darwin stepped outside and went hunting for the enemy.

It would never stop.

He would be ready.

For Darwin and Rosina, a new life was unfolding.

For them, killing was just the beginning.

They could never go back to the way things were.

Marriage was just the beginning.

’Til death…