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

Mark lost his mind over love, self-destructing for

on par

couldn’t

with Jane taken,

“Maybe have Mark send a short video

on, dialing

baby’s sake, Jane would eat

But she refused.

the food over and over,

approached, he saw through the surveillance that she hadn’t

she had been

devoid of color, looking as if

he couldn’t bear

just as he was about to serve the

taken care of me meticulously, meals served on

for so long,

if the baby was fine, I

if Gregory had found any trace of

just sit and wait; I had to

door to the room was pushed

need to look to know it

to curse him. But that would only

a

“Jane.”

my gaze fixed

grabbed my arm, pinning

hand, trying to break free

futile, I pleaded,

harm it,

wouldn’t work; I had

buy as much time

be on his

“You’d do anything?”

spine; this was beyond

grip on my

for the baby, I would have

it meant both of us getting hurt, at

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