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He told me that I didn’t need to worry about Glenn anymore. He seemed so sure of it that he nearly had me convinced of it. As if he knew Glenn would never hurt me again. Like Glenn wasn’t a threat. What if…

No! I refuse to believe it. I can’t.

I gasp for a stuttering breath.

But what if he went back that night? What if he…

No! I press my hands to my head and rock my shaking body.

It’s unthinkable.

Brett isn’t a killer. He’s a guardian angel. He helps people. He doesn’t hurt them.

I’m sure he thought about it, though.

Even as a child, he’d lay in his bed thinking about hurting his father. He imagined taking a bat to him when he should’ve been dreaming about being a major league baseball player, an astronaut, or something other than waiting to be big enough to kill his father.

It breaks my heart. He probably felt he didn’t have the right to dream with his childhood. He was too busy worrying about his survival.

What if there’s more to this escort service. What if they’re not just saving these battered women, but what if they’re helping to rid the world of their abusers as well.

Lix and Cole, all the Daxon brothers. The years of abuse they suffered. The guilt as children watching what their father did to their mother and they couldn’t do anything about it. They were helpless. Too young and too weak to do anything.

The nights of tears and terror. The endless pain and guilt.

What could that kind of shit do to a grown man?

Brett said they’re all trained.

They’re lethal weapons.

Every time they respond to a domestic call, they walk right into danger. They have no fear. They enter without any pause.

I saw that unbridled determination with my own eyes. When Brett told me I was safe and he’d get me out of that hell that night, I believed him. I looked into his eyes, and I knew it to my core he’d do whatever it took to get me to safety.

He wasn’t going to leave me there. He was taking me out of there, and he did.

Oh, my God! Did he go back? Did he drop me off with Jane and return to finish the job?

Does his hatred for his father run that deep? Is he taking it out on every abuser he encounters?

Is that why he told me not to say anything to the detective?

Cole said Brett doesn’t need to worry about me because I know all his secrets. Maybe, his brothers don’t know he’s taking it to the next level.

Perhaps, they don’t go back to finish the job.

It could be just Brett.

What am I thinking?

Brett couldn’t do something like that. He might be fearless, but he’s not a killer. He can’t be.

That’d mean I’m falling in love with a monster.

A heartless and cold human being. Someone like Glenn.

And I might have imagined it. Dreamed about it.

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