Silent tears dripped from my eyelashes as Cut shoved me out the door andseparated me from my soul-mate.
The door closed behind me.
Tears fell faster.
Pain billowed thicker.
And all I could do was whisper,“Goodbye.”
Chapter Seventeen
Jethro
“FUCK!”
The door closed. Nila was gone. I remained crumpled on the floor like a discarded fucking prisoner.
I’d been in worse binds.
Have I?
I liked to think I had and overcome them. That I would overcomethis. But how?
My stomach hadn’t unknotted since Cut started his creepy history lesson and worked up to the most horrendous thing I’d ever witnessed.
The slam of the mallet on the love of my life’s arm. The scream as her bone broke.
I shuddered.
It won’t remain the worst thing you’ve ever witnessed if you don’t get your arse off the floor.
The Final Debt.
Jasmine had said Cut planned to carry it out before the week was finished.
The moment he returned to Hawksridge, Nila would be dead.
Ferocity spread through my veins, and for the millionth time, I wriggled and struggled, trying so fucking hard to get free.
The ropes around my ankles had slid off the chair legs, but my wrists and torso remained tight.
Think. There must be something you can do.
Forcing my breathing to calm, I glanced around the cave. The table with remnants of cast-making equipment was too far away. I might be able to shuffle with the chair attached to my body, but it would waste valuable time and energy. Besides, Cut hadn’t used any sharp implements and the knife he’d utilised to slice Nila free had disappeared with him in his back pocket.
Kes.
It was times like this—when I’d fucked up and couldn’t see a way free—that he’d come to my rescue. He always came. Always answered his phone if I’d had a relapse, or shared a beer with me when I needed his welcome support.
Kes was the only one I knew who could regulate and calm his emotions to the point of soothing rather than a battering ram. I didn’t know how he did it but being around him was the opposite of being around others.
I miss you, brother.
The door opened.
My eyes shot to it, my heart leaping with hope.
Nila...
