Chapter 22

Colt “DON’T HURT him!” Fuck! The tension on my shoulders worsened the knots. “There she is,” Otis sang proudly and mockingly. “If you lay a hand on him, you have to kill us all. And if you’re intelligent enough like you said you were, you wouldn’t dare hurt him because you know I am not alone. You may survive, but some of your men will die with me!” Iris yelled from the inside. “Then just come out now so that I can pull out the needle stuck in his neck. We need...