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 part of Mark’s

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

on par with

they couldn’t

with Jane taken,

suggested, “Maybe have Mark send

on,

thought, for the baby’s sake, Jane

But she refused.

long time, reheating the food over and

the surveillance that she hadn’t even

had been so

of color, looking as if she

end, he couldn’t bear it, unable to watch her

he was about to serve the food, his phone

pregnancy, Zoe had taken care of me meticulously, meals

without food for so long,

baby was fine, I might not

found

just sit and wait; I had

to the room

look to know it was

to curse him. But

was a

“Jane.”

my

pinning me to

my belly with my other hand, trying

futile, I pleaded,

you don’t harm it, I’ll do anything

wouldn’t work; I had to try a softer

much

on his way

“You’d do anything?”

my spine; this was beyond my

on

the baby, I would

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

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