Chapter Fifty Two

They followed them to an airline where Derrick's private plane was parked, which would take them to wherever. 

"Fuck! Derrick is taking that bitch away, he's taking her hiding. We have to stop them, I can't allow her just go like that" Jenna cried. 

"Well, there's nothing we can do right now, you can't stop a plane from moving, or can you?" he said and Jenna slammed her fist on the closest hard surface.

She took out a gun from inside the car, pointing it at Sheila. 

"And what the hell do you think you are doing?" Jordan asked her, alarmed. 

"I have worked so hard to get to this point I can't allow her go just like that, we need to stop her, don't worry I will be careful. I won't shoot her where she's going to die, I can hit her arm or something but please Jordan let me do this, I can't allow her go!" Jenna said, desperation in her tone. 

"You must be sick in the head or something, she's pregnant and fragile you bitch