Trapping Sophia (Disciples 6) - Page 125

“Please...” Jacob pleads, trying to drag his heels as James and Uriel haul him over to the wall. “I’m sorry… I was just trying to protect my son. I shouldn’t have hurt—”

“Shut the fuck up!” James screams, losing his cool calm.

Lashing out, James punches Jacob hard in the mouth twice, in quick succession.

The first punch is enough to shut Jacob up. The second causes blood to burst past his busted lips and his head to whip back.

“It’s too fucking late for apologies now,” James growls as he spins Jacob around and pushes his back against the wall. “Too fucking late.”

Shaking his hand out, as if it hurts, James stares at Jacob for a moment. Then he tells Uriel to, “Keep him in place.”

Breath quickening, heart racing, I can’t help but worry about what James plans to do to Jacob.

Jacob tried to kill me, and he almost succeeded, but I still have this awful, sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I want him to suffer and pay for his crimes, but I’m not sure if I want it to be like this…

Once Jacob’s arm is straight and pointing away from his body, James holds it in place with his left hand and reaches down to grab the stiletto from his belt.

I know what’s coming a split second before it happens. My brain putting the pieces together.

Yet when James slams the stiletto into Jacob’s palm, I still find myself painfully gasping in horror.

Jacob lets out a scream and tries to rip his arm away from the wall, probably out of instinct.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” James grins at him, his face lighting up with wicked delight.

“Uriel, give me your knife,” James says and holds his hand out to him, keeping his eyes on Jacob.

Easily keeping Jacob’s flailing body pinned against the wall with his shoulder and arm, Uriel reaches down to his belt and yanks a tactical knife out of his belt.

Unlike the stiletto, the blade of the tactical knife is thick with serrated edges, and my stomach churns at the thought of the damage it will do.

“Andrew, please pass me some antiseptic and gauze so I can clean Sophia’s wounds for her,” Lucifer says out of nowhere beside me, drawing my surprised attention.

I was so caught up in James, I completely forgot Lucifer was beside me.

The moment I turn my head to look at Lucifer though, Jacob lets out another scream.

There’s so much pain in the scream, all the hair on the back of my neck stands on end

Slowly, because my neck is still hurting, I turn back to look at Jacob. My eyes find him again just in time to see James stab a knife through his right palm, nailing it to the wall.

It’s not the same knife James was holding when I looked away though…

When James steps back to admire his handiwork, I see the handle of Uriel’s knife sticking out of Jacob’s groin.

Fuck.

Oh fuck.

My head starts to feel lightheaded and my stomach clenches so hard I’m dangerously close to being sick.

I really don’t want to puke though, so I do my best to hold it back.

“A crucifixion? Really, James?” Lucifer laughs beside me as if he finds what happened to Jacob hilarious.

Shrugging his shoulders, James grins at Lucifer. “He wanted to be a savior…”

Lucifer’s laughter grows, and it’s everything I can do not to throw up.

This is so fucked up…

“Who wanted to be a savior?” Johnathan asks as he comes through the door, carrying a black medical bag.

Johnathan takes two more oblivious steps into the room before he finally notices Jacob knifed against the wall. “Well shit…”

James turns his grin on Johnathan, his eyes lighting up with something close to excitement as he takes in the bag.

Shaking the surprise off his face, Johnathan almost pouts at James as he says, “You started without me.”

“Sucks being stuck on a roof, doesn’t it?” James chuckles at Johnathan.

“No fucking shit,” Johnathan heaves out then he lifts the bag. “You wanted this?”

“Yes,” James says eagerly and holds out his hand for the bag.

Johnathan hands it over then looks over the room. When his gaze falls upon me, he looks a little taken aback. “What the fuck did they do to Sophia?”

James glances at me and that murderous rage flickers in his eyes before snuffing out. “The piece of shit against the wall tried to strangle her to death.”

“Motherfucker,” Johnathan growls and takes a step toward Jacob like he’s going to punch him or something.

“I’ll deal with him soon,” James says, holding out a hand to stop Johnathan. “First, I need to deal with his piece of shit son. You can help me get him out of his vest and into position.”

Reaching across me, Andrew passes a bottle of antiseptic to Lucifer and a wad of gauze pads.

“Where else were you tased?” Lucifer asks as he accepts the bottle and gauze, setting them in his lap. “Just here?”

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