Chapter 7
Drake’s POV
The woman flung herself back, her gaze swing back to me. “Why? What is it?” She asked, her eyes swinging back to the door wearily.
“It is my stepfather, he wants you to open the door” I gritted out, my voice low with pain. He had caught me off guard when he stormed into my house.
I had gotten custody of my younger sister after our mother died; he hated the fact that I was enabled by the law to take care of Angela so he came to take her away.
Even though I didn’t expect it, I had fought back against him until he struck me on the head with the bottom of the shot gun, he had with him.
I had no idea where Angela was right now, if she was fine and unharmed. I knew without a doubt if she opened the door right now, he would kill her.
“He has a gun with him, don’t open
