“I can’t just stop helping. What are you going to do?” Her brows pinch and the worry I saw earlier in her bright green eyes intensifies.
What am I going to do?
That’s such a good question.
Eric’s in captivity, and if I marry Jude, the same fate awaits me. Marrying him will be the anchor to my hell.
I will be in captivity, and what do I think is going to happen to Mom?
If Jude can threaten my life so easily and tell me fucked up shit about not wanting something to happen to me after the wedding, what do I really think he’ll do to my mother?
If he can make my brother disappear for five years, can I be foolish enough to think worse won’t happen to me?
This is just the tip of the shit and… I have a really bad idea.
An idea which takes residence in my soul with each passing second.
“I’ll go,” I say and they both look at me as if I’ve just lost my mind.
It’s laughable because I wonder the same.
Have I gone crazy?
Do I really think I can save Eric and change things?
Stop Jude?
Find Aiden and do what?
I have no plan and I’m just me.
Olivia Markov.
There’s nothing special about me.
But I’d sure as fuck prefer to walk in the valley of the shadow of death, in the lair of beasts, than sign my life away to Jude Kuzmin.
“No,” Mom blurts. “Olivia no.”
“Then what? What should we do?Leave things as they are? Leave Eric to die in captivity?You want me to marry Jude so he can accidentally kill me, then kill you?”
“Olivia it’s dangerous.”
“Don’t you think I know that.”
“Olivia, I have to agree with your mother,” Amy says.“Aiden Romanov is a very dangerous man, and we have no idea what the newly found Syndicate members are like.”
“You’re telling me this, and you were offering to go?”
“Eric is my friend. I just want to help.”
“You have babies.”
“I know, and I…I just feel bad I can’t do more.”
“You’ve helped enough.”
“But we’re stuck. How are you even going to escape? There are guards everywhere, and they’re with you twenty-four seven.”