Adrian's POV
The sedative had finally knocked Sonya out.
Taylor stood in front of me, looking uncertain. "Should I take her straight to the police? She's in pretty bad shape, though. Even if they charge her, she'll need to recover first."
My jaw clenched.
Sonya's words to Lina kept replaying in my head, each one like a knife twisting deeper.
*You're cursed. Everyone who loves you suffers.*
My Lina was soft. Kind. Gentle to a fault.
But I wasn't.
I repaid every debt. Settled every score. And as long as I didn't cross certain legal lines, I'd do whatever needed to be done.
"She doesn't know how to use that mouth properly," I said coldly. "Once she's in prison, she won't need it anymore."
Taylor's expression shifted slightly. Understanding dawned.
"Understoo
