When Love Breaks by Jack

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.

Gregory into Samuel’s territory was

Mark lost his mind over love, self-destructing for Jane. Little did he realize, Mark had

was on par with

they couldn’t

Jane taken, his arrogance was

“Maybe have Mark send a short video

caught on,

…

for the baby’s sake, Jane

But she refused.

food over and over,

saw through the surveillance that she hadn’t even had a sip

she had been so

looking as if she might pass

the end, he couldn’t bear it, unable

was about to serve the food,

…

care of me meticulously, meals served

for so

continued, even if the baby was fine, I might not

had found any trace of me

sit and wait; I had to think

the room was pushed open from the

look to know

speak, only to curse him. But that would only provoke

a

“Jane.”

hear, my gaze fixed outside

my arm, pinning me to the

my belly with my other hand, trying to break free

I pleaded, “Please, don’t

you don’t harm it, I’ll

I had to try a

as much time

on his

“You’d do anything?”

chill ran down my spine; this

his grip on my arm,

for the baby,

it meant both of us getting hurt, at least no one would