Athena had to repeat her question again before Matthew deemed it necessary to give her a response.
"She was going to talk, so I had to take care of it. I won't lose on both ends," he said, smiling as he spoke.
Athena stared at him, disbelief flickering across her face. How had she missed it—that he was the most psychotic of the duo?
She had always thought Mary was the outspoken one, the name that appeared in the news during every successful research, the visible brain of their monstrous partnership. Naturally, she had concluded that Mary was the pioneering force of their evil twinship.
But she could see now that she had been wrong again.
He looked devilish, Athena thought, clutching her gun tighter. Not the kind of "devilish" authors used to describe dangerously gorgeous men—no, just plain devilish. Reeking of evil and rot.
