Chapter Fifty-One

“Brent! Get in here!” Bryant bellowed.

Brent appeared in the doorway, staggering and holding on to the frame of the door. It looked as though he was fighting against himself. He was trying to stop himself from entering the room. The once faint lines of his face are more defined as his face is wrinkled from the exertion. Then it dawned on me.

“You spelled him into kidnapping me, didn’t you? You really are a coward!”

“I said get in here Brent and drive your blade into her heart!”

I felt my heart quicken with panic. Brent wouldn’t be able to fight the spell for long. I just hope he can hold off long enough for the guys to get here.

“What’s the matter Bryant? You don’t have the balls to take me on yourself?”

It was working, I was getting to him. “Only a piss poor excuse for a man would force another man to do his dirty work. Kill me yourself you bastard!”