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.

territory

had thought Mark lost his mind over love, self-destructing for

scheming was on

couldn’t

with Jane taken, his arrogance was

“Maybe have Mark send a short

caught on, dialing

…

thought, for the baby’s

But she refused.

food over and

he saw through the surveillance that

had

was devoid of color, looking as if she

he couldn’t bear it, unable

just as he was about to serve the food,

…

had taken care of me meticulously, meals served

for so

even if the baby was fine,

wondered if Gregory had found

sit and wait; I had to think of

room

look to know

only to curse him. But that

was a

“Jane.”

my gaze fixed outside the

pinning me

shielded my belly with my other hand, trying

futile, I pleaded, “Please, don’t

it, I’ll do anything

wouldn’t work; I had

buy as much

must be on his way to rescue

“You’d do anything?”

chill ran down my spine; this was

his grip on my arm, “Jane,

baby, I would

meant both of us getting hurt, at