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I want to take the time my soul needs to grieve and process this, but the real question now is, what next?
Right now, I’m in a situation my father died trying to protect me from. No one who loved me would have wanted to see me here helpless like this and at the mercy of my father’s wife.
“What are you going to do with me now?” I hate how feeble my voice sounds.
Her face lights up as if she was just served a million dollars on a silver platter.
“We’re flying back to Mexico later. Then we’ll kill that meddling husband of yours. After that, we’ll figure out the other details, like replacing your husband and planning your death when we no longer need you alive. That is what is happening next.”
I knew death was in the cards, but hearing it spoken shakes me to the core.
Of course, I worry for myself, but when I think of Malik dying, it feels like the world around me will turn to ashes and fade away.
I can’t let him die.
What can I do, though?
Look at me.
“You won’t get away with this.” I sound pathetic, and that’s exactly what Esperanza thinks of me.
“My dear, I already have. As powerful as your Knight is, we can match whatever technology he has to cover ourselves and stop him from finding you. By the time Malik Volkova gets to you, he’ll be dead.”
“You are one evil bitch.”
“And I take that as the highest compliment.” She flashes pearly white teeth.
“I’ll come back for you later.”
She walks out and slams the door.
The light stays on, so I rush forward and look out through the glass window on the door.
Esperanza is still out there giving the guards instructions to watch me and not give me any food or water.
What a fucking bitch.
I’m about to back away but stop when a tall man with graying hair walks up to her and I realize I’ve seen him somewhere before.
“Make sure you kill Malik Volkova this time,” he orders in a gruff voice.
“Don’t worry. We will.” Esperanza chuckles. “We will not make the same mistake twice.”
“Good.”
When he turns to walk back the way he came and I see his face properly, I remember where it was I saw him and my head spins. For a moment, I wonder if I’m seeing things. Or if I’ve gotten my memories mixed up.
But no. I don’t have anything mixed up.
The man I’m looking at is definitely who I think it is. His picture hung on Malik’s wall in the secret room.
He is Captain Davison.
He’s alive.
ChapterThirty-Six
Gwen
