Thermal readings showed no one on this half of the mansion. Most people were outside.
But things change.
The fucker holding her is focused. On that fucking door.
If I move, he'll see me. If I pull the trigger and miss his head, he'll throw her in the way.
And I'm not risking a headshot. Not when he's bent over, pressing his cheek to hers as he speaks.
He is nothing more than a spineless piece of shit. And if I find out he has so much as touched her more than he is doing now, he'll not only eat my gun, but I'll torture the fuck first.
Dom kisses her head.
The sight is so rage-inducing I have to bite my inner cheek to stop myself from doing something crazy, like charging at him and killing him with my bare hands.
They are closer now, and his voice drifts to me.
"Maybe I won't get you that body bag yet. Tell you what. After you give me a kid, and I'm bored of you, I'll hand you to my men. Who knows, maybe you'll be as good as Gretchen. Maybe you won't just hold off that body bag, maybe you'll avoid it. And we can have fun destroying your lovely whore holes."
What the actual...?
Red takes over me.
I let out a roar and launch myself across the room.
I aim lower with my first shot as I run, hoping he'll let Lola go, hoping to get a kill shot if I can.
He lets out a cry of pain.
And Lola whimpers.
Dom is shaking his hand, and he has dropped his gun.
What he doesn't do is let go ofmywoman.
He sees me. Eyes wild. "You think I don't have another gun? A way out? You'll let me go if you want to see your sister again. And this whore is mine."
I have a moment to make up my mind.
If he had another gun, he'd have it pointed at her head. Hell, he'd be pointing it at mine.
I meet Lola's eyes. Mouth, "Trust me?"
She doesn't nod, but her eyes shine, and her lips tremble as she mouths one word.
"Yes."
To me, it's so loud she's shouting it at the top of her lungs.
"The bitch is fine, but we'll be going now. This marriage will be consummated in every way by the end of the evening," Dom says, "And you have no say in it. If you try and move, I'll kill her and have your sister killed."
His bravado is admirable, but I catch the slight shake of his hand.
He's scared.
Good.
I gather my strength.
