Molly took so much time chasing Luca around that Kelsie asked Jett if he'd like to return and leave Molly to her business.
As soon as he left, she straightened up, rested the mallet on her shoulder again, and waltzed toward Luca.
"Damn it, just go ahead and do it—no need to prolong my suffering!" He yelled at her through gritted teeth.
Molly shrugged and glanced at the cliff ahead of them.
"Twenty years. That's how long I've been working for someone I loathe so much. You grew more powerful by the day, and I had no choice but to forgo everything I planned for you."
"The hundreds of punishments I came up with before sleeping every night. The gruesome things I planned to do to you if I could."
"Today, I finally have that opportunity, but for some reason, I just can't bring myself to swing the mallet hard enough."
"I mean, one hard swing at your head and this nightmare of twenty years will all be over, so why is it I can't do it?"
