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 part of Mark’s

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

was on par

they couldn’t underestimate

with Jane taken, his

“Maybe have Mark send a short video to

caught on, dialing

…

baby’s sake, Jane would

But she refused.

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

surveillance that

she had been

color, looking as if she

couldn’t bear it, unable to watch her

about to serve the food,

…

of me meticulously,

food for so

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

wondered if Gregory had found any

couldn’t just sit and wait;

the room

to look to

speak, only to curse him. But that

a

“Jane.”

hear, my gaze fixed

my arm, pinning

shielded my belly with my other hand, trying to break free from

it was futile, I pleaded, “Please, don’t

it, I’ll

I had to try

as much

be on his way to rescue

“You’d do anything?”

chill ran down my spine; this was beyond my

tightened his grip on my

the baby, I would have fought

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