When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Jaw clenched, Matthew’s anger warred with the terror in Stella’s eyes.

He softened, his voice laced with desperation.

“Let her go, Benny.

This is between us.

Don’t drag her into this.

Whatever you ask, I’ll do it.

You need a hostage? Take me instead.

”

“Too late,” Benny scoffed, his voice light yet laced with bitter finality.

He could no longer believe in Matthew.

There was no turning back, not after reaching this point.

The pistol rose, glinting in the dim light as it pointed back to Stella’s head.

“Ah!” Stella’s breath hitched, fear clawing at her throat.

She was trapped with a madman.

If she somehow fell down the building, she’d surely be disabled or even die.

“Benny, calm down.

Matthew tried to

your price or

make it happen, I

”

darkness of his own pain; his only

“I don’t want anything.

want is to watch you

”

like it

his heart, and his mind

Benny came to a

at Fernando, signaling him to move up

ready

a soft female voice

“Benny, stop.

Come back with me.

”

familiar, long-lost name made

a woman heading towards him, holding a bunch

a moment, muttering,

out her hand to him and whispered, “Benny, let go

Come down.

Come home with me.

”

This woman was Flossie.

final words earlier that