“Let’s fix this mistake… before he gets here.”
Leona’s eyes glittered with something dark as she whispered those words. Evelyn flinched, chained and weak, her hand resting over her stomach protectively. Her voice trembled, “You don’t have to do this….”
The sound of a door being blasted off its hinges cut her off.
BOOM!
Smoke and splinters flew in every direction as Adrian stormed in like a wounded lion. His eyes were wild, red from exhaustion and rage. His shirt was torn, soaked in blood that didn’t even seem to bother him. His knuckles were raw, like he had punched through the gates of hell to get here.
“WHERE IS SHE?!” he roared.
Leona whirled around, drawing two daggers from her thigh holsters. “Right on time,” she whispered to herself with a smirk.
Adrian spotted Evelyn chained
