Lost Me Gained Regret

After Gregory headed up, the rest of the crew followed suit.

Christine was still donned in her evening gown. It was fine on land, but once the boat started moving, the chilly sea breeze mixed with rain made her shiver. Dailey offered his jacket, but she refused.

"Gregory."

Lucius approached, handing over a cell phone, "It's Samuel on the line."

A flash of murderous intent crossed Gregory's eyes as he took the call, yet remained silent.

Samuel, however, seemed to enjoy Gregory's demeanor, full of attitude.

"Let her go. Just come to me, be one of mine, and I assure you, your lady won't be harmed."

It was indeed related to him.

He knew it; how could Mark come up with such a flawless plan alone.

He had been careless not to deal with Summer sooner.

Thinking that without Mark, that usurper wouldn't have the means to stir up trouble.

Gregory's voice, cold as the sea wind, broke the silence, "Since you're so eager to meet your Maker, I'll be generous and send you on your way to meet God." Samuel laughed as if he heard the joke of the century, unable to stop.

"Gregory, you might be a big deal in Vista Town, but you can't just kill me whenever you wish."

"I'm giving you ten minutes. If you keep up this tough act, you'll never see her again in your life."

Gregory hung up.

On the other end, Samuel was baffled, turning to Josiah and asked, "Didn't you say capturing her would make him fall in line?"

Josiah was equally puzzled.

He knew how much Gregory cared for Jane.

And from what he'd learned from Mark, Jane was pregnant.

Under such circumstances, why wouldn't Gregory compromise?

"Mark was your man?"

This was news to Josiah; Mark had been in cahoots with Samuel all along. The escape plan had been concocted knowing about Jane's pregnancy.

into Samuel's territory was part

love, self-destructing for Jane. Little did he

on par with

they couldn't

taken,

Mark send a short

caught on,

...

for the baby's sake, Jane would eat

But she refused.

waited a long time, reheating the food over and over, even making new dishes, but she never begged

surveillance that she hadn't even had a sip

had been

of color, looking as if

end, he couldn't bear it,

about to

...

had taken care of me

for so

baby was fine, I might

Gregory had found

and wait; I

the room was pushed open

look

only to curse him. But that would

a

"Jane."

pretended not to hear, my

arm, pinning me

with my other hand, trying to

was futile, I pleaded, "Please, don't hurt

you don't harm it, I'll do anything you

wouldn't work; I had

buy as much

be on his way

"You'd do anything?"

ran down my spine; this

his grip on my

for the baby, I would have