Rebel
“They look to be around one or two years old. They are asleep. I am on my way to you,” Axel says. Jacob is even more vile than his father. “We are not here to hurt you. We are here for Jacob. We will get you to safety, I promise. Do any of you know whose children are in the basement?” I asked the four women who looked to be scared shitless.
“Are you really going to kill Jacob?” one maid speaks up. “Yes, he needs to pay for his crimes. All the men are already dead. When we have you safely out of here, we will burn the place down,” I say. “They are our children. They are to be sold at an auction in two months when they turn two,” another woman says, crying.
“Let's get you all to safety first, and then you can tell me what the hell is going on in this house,” I say, and they all ho
