Promise me

Damon

Even though I am acting brave for Jessica, my heart is racing inside my chest. These men aren’t bookies; they are hired guards like mine. The only difference between us right now is that my father has their boss, and they have no leverage over us. – I am that leverage that they want/need.

I cannot be captured, no matter what. I know what I am risking seeing Mikey, but it’s a risk I HAVE to take.

I know they have been given orders to shoot and maim, but probably not kill. At least not yet. That will change, though, once my father and I are finished with Marcus. Hopefully, we can make it look like an accident, but we still need to send a message.

By the time we make it to the black sedan outside, I may have a heart attack, but my determination to see Mikey hasn’t changed. It is my fault this happened to him, and I need to tell him how sorry I am. I need to tell him that it will never happen again.

“There!” I point as I see the other two guards that were bait climbing the embankme