“You’re going to let us go and be thankful we’re not going to report your asses to the cops. I don’t care if they believe us or not. I’ll take my chances.” I’m talking up a big game because letting us go isn’t an option.
But I need to bide my time until I can take this fucker down.
Daddy ponders over my threat and sighs. “I suppose it would be easier if we came to some sort of an agreement, as this arrangement isn’t working.”
“No s**t,” I counter.
Daddy takes his time while I look at Luna, hoping she can read my facial cues.
She can.
“Fine, you can go…but I want one thing in return.”
“What?”
There’s a pregnant pause before Daddy says, “This.”
In one swift motion, he cuts across Luna’s throat, her blood coating his fingers as she gasps for air.
And just like that, Daddy wins…
“No
