“Travis has the upper hand at the moment,” Stevie thought out loud.

“He has Isaac’s weakness in his clutches.”

“It appears that way,” Robin said wisely.

“But there is no way of knowing for certain who would come out the victor.”

Back on the ship, Camila had been dragged into a different container van.

The first thing she saw was a makeshift bed made of wooden boxes. There were no pillows, just a single quilt. And in the center of the bed was a baby. They had made such a racket upon their entry, yet the baby never stirred. Something was not right.

Camila all but pounced at the child. She held Joe in her arms and desperately patted his cheek. No response. She turned to glare at Travis.

you do

Travis was unbothered.

I

baby!” Camila

kill the child, but the constant crying was so damn annoying. If

down and lunged at Travis. Her

Angela’s Library

they were too Late. She had already landed

of skin hitting skin rang out in the boxed space. Everyone

had hit him with was tingling and rapidly going numb. She had put all

pushed away Camila in

you hit

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255