Chapter 8
Nate
I preferred not to explore the emotions that wrecked havoc inside me when I saw Samantha in Kent's arms. Yes, I was angry that he’d gone against my orders and freed her from the box. But what really infuriated my beast was the way she clung to him like he was her f*****g knight in shining armor or some s**t. For f**k's sake. My mood wasn't the best today, anyway. First the f*****g dinner with my future wife. Then Gregory had told me that the girl who was in the photo with Ian actually had a record with the police for illegal car racing. Yes, my foul mood probably played a good part in my being extra hard on Samantha today. While I would never admit it, Kent was right. I went too far. And no, I didn't want another suicide attempt on our conscience. f**k. I could really use
