Dark Captor (Dark Syndicate 2)

I’m not any old person. I’m Mortimer Viggo’s daughter. That is who I am, and my father has many enemies. There’s a reason why I’m always supposed to have my bodyguards with me. This is one of them.

I step back in an attempt to try and run away but I stumble. Tristan comes forward. He splits in two, three, then four and I look around frantically for some escape.

My legs feel like jelly. When I take another step my knees cave. He catches me.

“Don’t take me, please…” I beg, but my voice comes out a whisper.

I think of Sacha. Sacha will suffer for this. I can’t even think of myself.

“Please don’t take me. Please … people will die.”

“Mne zhal',” he says.

He’s sorry?

So am I.

Everything goes dark and the darkness takes me.