CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
William came to at the sound of Addison’s voice. He wasn’t sure if it was the beatings, the taser, or the drugs, but he couldn’t keep himself from going in and out.
“My children have nothing to do with this, Scott,” he listened to her say. “You want to kill me. Fine. Let’s go. Let’s get it over with…”
No. No. No. William thought.
Hammons laughed.
“That’s what you’re here for, isn’t it?” she continued.
“What do you think?” he said.
“I think,” Addison replied. “You should just get on with it.”
“Ha. Ha. Ha,” Hammons told her with a chuckle. “You think I’m going to make all of this easy for you? The way this bastard made things easy for me? The way YOU made things easy?” he paused and waited for a response. None came. “There’s not a chance in hell. Now,” he warned. “I
