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I now noticed that the zip ties on his ankles had been cut.
"Should've listened to Rook and killed me when you had the chance," he taunted. “Now, uncuff me,” he demanded from the Sheriff. “Or I slit her throat.”
At that exact moment, lights flooded the area. Several cars pulled up. The Sheriff and his men pulled out their guns. I cursed running off without my own.
At the distraction, Saul jerked to his feet, dragging Summer with him.
She struggled but he dug the knife deeper. Her blood dripped down her neck.
“You’re dead,” I growled to him.
"Don’t fucking move, or I will kill her,” He was talking to me, a deadly glint in his eyes.
I knew he would do it. I stilled, holding up my hands.
“Uncuff me,” he repeated.
“Do it,” I commanded the Sheriff, not willing to take a chance on her life.
While his men poured from the cars, the Sheriff unlocked Saul. Within seconds, we were surrounded. Everyone had their guns out, in a Mexican standoff.
Maxon was at the front. He held his gun in front, aimed at me.
Mama Bondo was ignoring everything, continuing to chant. Her voice grew louder, raising her hands into the air.
My heart pounded. No no no no no.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
Not like this.
"Take me," I growled, my stomach churning with fear.
"What?" Saul said, yelling over the chanting, which had reached a fever pitch.
The wind seemed to pick up, making the candles flicker. The shadows lengthened on the trees behind us. The smell of a coming storm filled the air.
Lux and Harmony were no longer banging the machetes together, but stood, facing the men, ready to use them as a weapon.
"Let her go, and take me instead." I told Saul. At his hesitation, I kept on, "You can have it. Everything. All my money. Information. Anything you want.”
"Who are you anyway?" Saul drug Summer closer towards his men. His eyes darted between us. Then back at me.
"You can take my life, if you want. Everything, but just let her go, and let her live."
"Who are you!" Saul screamed now.
The wind grew stronger, blowing our hair, and a fat rain drop hit me in the face.
"My real name used to be Rook Undergrove."
Saul tilted his head to the side, his chest heaving. “It sounds familiar, but I can't place it.” I carefully watched his hand on the knife at Summer’s neck. “Why don't you enlighten me?"
More drops of rain began to fall. With it, the salty smell of the marsh blew towards us.
“I came to live with Douglass. The day after you killed my grandmother.”
"Mmm, and this is it, is it?" Saul questioned, "You come here for revenge? For someone I don't even remember."
