“Fuck, fucking hell. It’s Eric. Only he could have let them in and done that. Fuck!”
For the first time ever, Jude looks scared.
“I need to get Aleksei out of here,” the man says. “He’s going to want him. I need get him away from here.”
“I don’t think so. I think it’s time we make good use of this little boy.”
“No, please,” the man cries as Jude lets go of me and grabs Aleksei. “Jeshero, you services are no longer required.”
Before I can take my next breath, Jude pulls out a gun and shoots Jeshero in his head. Blood splatters everywhere and Aleksei and I both scream.
“Grandpa!” Aleksei cries and Jude holds the gun to his head.
“Let him go,” I shout, astounded by the horrific sight.
Jude hits me again and I stumble backward into the wall.
“Shut up you little bitch. Both of you fucking shut up and come with me or you will both die here.”
He grabs my arm and nudges me forward with the gun.
“Walk,” he barks so I do feeling helpless.
I couldn’t even attempt to do anything to a man carrying a gun. This devil wouldn’t hesitate to use it.
We continue down the path, me wincing and Aleksei crying. Jude is seething and I can see his mind working out his plot, anything to benefit him as if he didn’t just shoot a man. Aleksei’s grandfather.
What the hell is the story with him?
He had Aleksei this whole time? So he kidnapped him and he was working with Jude.
What a mess and so cruel to do such a thing to a father who would move heaven and hell to protect his child.
We get to a bedroom with the door open and Jude shoves me inside.
“Get the fuck in here and stay there until I’m ready to deal with you.”
“Don’t hurt Aleksei,” I beg looking at Aleksei’s pitiful, tearstained face.
Jude answers by slamming the door shut. The next thing I hear is the key turning in the lock and that doom I hate settles in the pit of my stomach.
Aiden is here, but Jude has his son and I’m locked in this room.
What will happen?