All this while, I didn't know James and Justin trailed me. They drove in James's car. How quickly they resolved their issues.
They were going to create another problem for me I thought. I was at the point of death yet the only thing that crossed my mind was Justin and James making the issue worse.
Dean inflicted pain on me physically and emotionally but I cared less about myself. My decision still stood. If he wanted me as a slave in exchange for my Children's safety then I didn't care.
Dean chuckled and lifted his gun away from my head. Justin and James were behind us.
James was holding a pistol and pointing it directly at Dean. He always had one in his car.
A few months ago, James and I were about to leave for a date when I found the gun laying harmless inside of his armrest
