***Jacob’s POV***
I followed Ronnie’s directions and it led me right to the cottage, I could see it down the road a bit, and I could see a car parked out front of it. I stopped and got out of the car, lighting a cigarette and c*****g my gun in my coat. I walked right up the front steps and didn’t bother knocking before I kicked the door in. “You’re f****d now, you son of a bitch.” I heard Elle’s sweet voice say from somewhere in the back, and I smiled at the thought that she knew I’d come for her.
I pulled my big knife out in my left hand, and held the gun in my right. When I stalked into the kitchen, the direction I had heard her voice, he was standing there with a vegetable blade against her neck, sweating and looking like he’d piss himself any moment. Her lip was busted and his hand m
