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.

drawing Gregory into Samuel’s territory was part of Mark’s

love, self-destructing for

on par

they couldn’t underestimate

taken, his

send

caught on,

…

baby’s

But she refused.

and over, even making new dishes, but she never begged

saw through the surveillance that

she had been so

as if she might pass

he couldn’t bear

as he was about to serve the food,

…

pregnancy, Zoe had taken care of me meticulously, meals served on the

without food for so long,

this continued, even if the baby

if Gregory had found

just sit and wait; I

the door to the room was

need to look to know it was

want to speak, only to curse him.

was a

“Jane.”

pretended not to hear, my

grabbed my arm, pinning me to the

my other hand, trying to break free from

was futile, I pleaded, “Please, don’t hurt my

you don’t harm it, I’ll

work; I had to

as much

must be on his

“You’d do anything?”

my spine; this

his grip on my arm, “Jane, you’re

the baby, I would have fought

meant both of us getting hurt,