My blood ran cold as I listened to the latest tapes my guys had brought me before I’d boarded the plane.
My wife was laying in a coma, bruised and battered as I listened through the headphones, her hand clasped tightly in mine.
‘I could give a f**k about your little slut of a daughter, I just want her out of Gideon’s life, but since you don't seem to care one way or the other either, I think I'll just go ahead and make it permanent.’
‘Kill the little b***h for all I care, she's damaged goods now anyway, she has no reason to live, doesn't serve a purpose anymore, does that answer your question Miss. Halston?’
To say I was pissed would be a vast understatement there was no limit to what I would do to make them pay. My men were already on the hunt but now I had new orders for them. I sque
