Chapter 189

Alyssa POV

The container door stays shut after they leave me with Gray, not wanting me to inhale any more fumes.

Gray shifts restlessly beside me, having already ordered the other Reapers guarding the perimeter to clear out. He’s ready to get the hell out of here, but we have to wait for the guys to finish cleaning up.

“What’s gonna happen to it?” I ask casually, like we’re talking about disposing a broken piece of furniture and not the very fresh, very real corpse of my husband.

Gray doesn’t miss a beat. “We’ll collapse it,” he says simply. “Two, three minutes tops. It’ll be like we were never here.”

“Oh.”

The word comes out small. Tired.

My body feels like it’s ready to collapse—but I won’t let it.

Not yet.

There’s a beat of silence before Gray asks, “How’d you do it?”

“Shot him in the head.”

I leave out the part where I was coming on King’s cock at the exact moment I pulled the trigger.

Some things are