Chapter 87

“Not so fast, brother.”

“Beau…” she whispered.

Nagkaroon ng kaunting pag-asa sa kanyang dibdib nang makita si Beau. Nakatayo ito sa may pinto at may hawak na baril. Na sa likod nito sa Selim na seryoso ang tingin. Hindi na ito ang Selim na matutunugan mong may kulay berdeng dugo. He looks like a real man right now… with a gun.

“Let me wife go,” mariing bigkas ni Beau habang nakatitig sa kanila.

A gasp escaped from her lips when Brille pulled her. Pinalibot ni Brille ang isang braso nito sa kanyang leeg na parang sinasakal siya. He’s being a hostage by her own ex-boyfriend. She tried to struggle but she couldn’t move.

“If were you, I’d let her go.” Blankong tumingin si Selim sa kanila at humugot ito ng malalim na hininga. “We’re not going to hurt you once you let her go.”

“Oh, hell na.” Nanigas ang katawan ni Emory nang maramdaman niya ang bibig ng baril ni Brille sa kanyang sintido. It was cold. “You think I’d let you have her?”

“Brille, please…” she whispered.

“Shut up,” sambit nito.