I hear the door open behind me and don't bother turning around. I don't want to know what he has to say this time.
"I found her!" Thomas's voice yells.
I turn and see him, Kyle running in shortly after.
"You found me!" I begin to cry.
"Did he hurt you?" Kyle asks, bending down in front of me as they untie me.
I shake my head, too stunned to speak.
"Mack, you have a brother," he says.
"I know," I say. "He's the one who's doing this. He's the one who took me."
"It's okay," he says as they finish untying me.
He wraps me in a hug and briefly kisses my forehead.
"What are you doing here?" I ask Thomas, hugging him next.
"Kyle said you were taken and asked me if I could help find you," he smiles.
"Thank you," I say.
"Put this on," Kyle says as he takes off his vest and hands it to me.
"He already shot you once," I reason. "You wear it."
"We gotta get out of here before he comes back," Kyle says. "Put the vest on."
I do as he says and kiss him.
"Let's go find Danny," Thomas says.
We run up some stairs and search the main floor for Danny. I spot him searching through a pile of broken furniture.
"Danny!" I yell.
He looks up and sees me.
"Mack!" He grins. "You're okay!"
"We gotta go," Kyle says. "Come on!"
We exit the building and run out of the mill, sprinting towards the house.
"Call Liv and tell them I'm safe," I say.
We make it to the house and I drop myself onto the couch.
"What the hell was all that?" Thomas asks. "What's going on?"
"Kyle, you tell him," I say.
He tells Thomas everything, from the pictures, to my mom, to the kidnapping. The others arrive as he gets to the part about Sean.
"You're okay!" Liv says, running over and hugging me.
"Mom, what the hell?" I yell.
"You're okay," she smiles, trying to hug me.
"Don't touch me," I tell her. "This is all your fault!"
"Mackenzie," she frowns.
"Don't!" I yell. "You threw your son out on the street! You really didn't think that would have any consequences?"
"I didn't think they'd involve you," she says.
"You threw him out because of me!" I yell. "Of course he'd involve me!"
"I'm sorry," she cries.
"Save it," I shake my head, turning and walking to my room.
I lay down and stare at the ceiling. Why would she throw him out? Why would she think he wouldn't come for me? Why wouldn't he blame me?
"Mack?" Kyle says quietly.
"What?" I whisper.
He walks in and sits down next to me.
"Your mom went to the mill," he says. "She wants to talk to your brother."
"What?" I ask. "Why?"
"She wants to explain herself," he says.
"He'll kill her if he gets the chance!" I say. "She can't go!"
"We tried to tell her but she insisted," he shakes his head. "We couldn't stop her."
"We need to go with her," I say.
"You really want to risk your life again?" Kyle asks. "This is her fight."
"And she'll lose if I don't go," I say, getting up and walking out to the others. "We're going to the mill. Now."
I lead everyone to the mill and over to the building where I was held. There are no signs of my mom or brother. We look around and Kyle notices them by a fence. My mother is talking and my brother is pointing a gun at her.
"Put the gun down!" Thomas yells, pointing his gun at my brother as Kyle and Danny do the same.
"So there's Mackenzie," he grins, dropping his gun.
"Nicholas, don't," my mother says. "Take me, leave her alone. Take me instead."
"You're not the one I want," he shakes his head, stepping towards me. "It's her."
"Stay away from me!" I say, taking the gun from Kyle and raising it at my brother. "Don't you dare take another step or I'll shoot you."
"Okay," he says, his hands above his head.
"What do you want?" Kyle spits.
"I just want to talk," he says. "I was planning on leaving another note for you to meet me so I could show you the final killing. I would've shown you earlier but you escaped."
"Where is it?" I ask.
"That bag," he points, "contains the final body. No more killing. I'm done. It's over."
"Damn right, you're done!" I yell, pulling the trigger. The bullet pierces his abdomen.
I close my eyes and breathe, dropping the gun onto the ground near my feet.
"It's okay," Kyle says, wrapping his arms around me. "It's over. It's okay."
I sob into his chest and hear the sound of a zipper, looking up and seeing Natalie kneeling in front of the body bag.
"Anybody know who this is?" She asks.
I take a look and instantly choke out a sob.
"He's, he's," I try to say it but I can't bring my mouth to form the words.
"He's who? Mack spit it out," Liv shakes her head.
"He's my dad."
We've officially reached the end of The Quest. I can't thank you all enough for reading this book! I will work on updating Greed next and hopefully get a chapter up in the next few days!
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