“Let’s just start a fresh from here.”
He nods. “Okay. I can do that.”
I pull in a breath and decide to talk about something different but then I hear something outside that sounds like a gun shot.
Dad hears it too and looks toward the door.
“What was that?” he says, resting on his cane to hoist himself up.
As soon as he does that though we both hear more gun fire then the front door crashes open. A moment later men with guns rush inside the living room.
I scream and Dad puts himself in front of me.
He never stood a chance as it is, and who I see come in through the door next makes my blood turn to ice.
Robert comes in first then Micah follows.
I look around for Eric’s guards but no one comes.
No one is coming and how did Robert know I was going to be here.
“It’s you. You killed Scarlett. Stay away from my daughter,” Dad barks.
As terrified as I am when I see Robert raise his gun to my father, I shove Dad out of the way and move in front of him.
“Please, no, not my father. Don’t do this,” I beg.
Robert smiles and I remember the nightmare he was. Micah returns his smile and shakes his head.
“Well look at my little whore,” Robert says. That’s what he used to call me. “You’re wearing more clothes than I remember.” He scans over my long-sleeved blouse and jeans.
“Take me, don’t hurt my father.”
Robert reaches out and grabs my neck. Dad cries out when Robert hoists me up in the air and I gasp for air.
“I should have known it wasn’t you I killed. You’re usually naked when I see you. Always the whore. Does your father know what kind of whore you are?”
Bastard.
“You really gave us the slip, Summer Reeves,” Micah says. “Now we’re about to teach you a lesson.”
“Please don’t hurt my daughter,” Dad says.
“We have other plans in mind for your daughter,” Robert answers. “And you just became extra leverage. I’m sure Eric won’t want the blood of an old dying man on his hands.”
Shit. What the fuck is happening?
How did this happen?
“Please—”
Micah hits Dad with the back of his gun and he falls over. He sends a kick to Dad’s stomach, and he spits blood.
I scream but there’s no use.
Another nightmare is just beginning.