Lake:
I could taste the bitterness at the tip of my tongue, like the bile that rested somewhere in my growling stomach. It traveled all the way to my throat and I swallowed hard to push it down to the pit of my belly where my anger boiled with a mixture of rage and thirst for blood. If Jojo or my son had been harmed in anyway, I was going to make sure he did not survive it.
I had given him so many chances to come to his right senses, I warned him so many times, even pleaded on few occasions. I tried to talk to him as a son would speak to his father. But if he did not care about my request as his son, then I would seize to act like he was my father.
I tried to assure Valerie she would be safe without me as she was starting to shiver violently. She was finally brave enough to hold onto
