Page 79 of Envy (Criminal Sins 1)
No answer.
Fear rips through my heart. What the hell is going on!? My free hand instinctively wraps across my belly.
“Where are you!?” a familiar voice growls over the body guards radio. Dante.
“We’re nearly there,” replies the brute.
We turn a corner and practically sprint down a hall. Suddenly, we’re at a familiar looking doorway.
Oh no. No. No. No
There’s no way I’m going down there again.
My captor loosens his grip around my wrist for a split second as he opens the dark door down to the pitch-black basement, and I take the opportunity to rip away from him with all of my strength.
“Hey!” he shouts, as I slip from his grip.
It takes me a second to realize I’ve actually escapes, but when I do, all bets are off. I turn and sprint from that dark doorway with all my might.
I’m hardly fast enough to outrun the body guard, but I have to try. I make a sharp turn back into the open space on the main floor and desperately try to think of anywhere I can hide.
The nearest doorway has collapsed into itself, though. The fantail staircase we just came down is already crumbling. A blast shakes the walls and throws fiery light over just how hopeless my situation is.
I don’t stop running, though. I can feel the body guard on my tail. He’s getting closer and closer...
Suddenly, a roar fills the hall.
I flinch, ducking and nearly falling to the floor, but I somehow manage to keep my feet.
A dying groan creeps through the air, and I glance back to see my pursuing guard lying flat on his face, drowning in a pool of his own blood.
He’s been shot...
“Cat!”
The familiar voice rips my eyes off the corpse and up to the top of the crumbling fantail staircase. I know who it is even before I lay my eyes on him, but I don’t dare hope that he’s actually here.
My heart freezes when I spot Angel leaning over the railing of the second-floor hallway.
“Angel!” desperate happiness leaks out through my lips. I immediately start running towards him, but I quickly notice there’s no way up the stairs anymore... and no way down. Rubble fills the steps nearly to the ceiling.
Angel and I can finally see each other again, but we’re still separated.
“Are you alright?” he shouts down to me.
I just nod, my words catching in my throat. He doesn’t know about the baby...
My saviour looks around, desperately searching for a way down to me. “Find a spot to hide down there,” he calls. “I’ll be down in a—”
Suddenly, a cacophony of roars re-fills the stale air. I wince away, falling onto my ass, and when I look back up to Angel, I see a trail of bullet holes exploding in the wall behind him as he makes a run for safety.
“No! Angel!!!” Just like that, he’s gone again, flung behind a pile of rubble.
“Shut the fuck up!” It’s Dante. I try to scramble away from him but he’s too fast and angry. Even with a limp, he’s at my side and reaching for my wrist before I can find safety. “You’re coming with me,” he hisses.
“Never!” I kick at the slimy asshole and my heel catches him in the shin. He yelps in pain and raises his gun, pointing it directly between my eyes. I freeze.
“If you ever strike me again, I will kill you, understand?”