Chapter 95: Cold Barrel

[Cara]

I could taste the bitter tension thick in the air, while my mom’s clammy hands gripped into mine tightly. I rub my thumb over the inside of her wrist, trying to calm her down. I need to act as if I am not scared, when in fact, I am.

I know I am making a hasty decision and threats were prowling near us. But I just can’t take it anymore. I already have enough of everything and all I wanted to do is to save Nancy from wherever hellhole she might be now.

Damon’s booming footsteps catch on us, and not a second later he appeared right in front of me. He looks like he was about to snap, but was hanging on a threat of patience left in him not to kill us all.

That’s right. How could I ever forget that this man is a cold-blooded killer?

How can I ever trust him with my life when he himself has already taken the lives of countless others without showing the slightest bit of remorse for his actions? For all I know, he doesn’t really have a plan for saving Nancy and was only trying to gasl