Chapter 77

Jennifer

We were close to our son, outside of the brand new built grey-black constructed loft. I gulped, thinking of every worst possibility that could appear to bear. My heart was trembling, I couldn’t breathe properly because of excessive unhealthy anxiety, my hands were cold and sweaty and most of all, I had it all on my face. My guts failed to mask it from my husband who seemed as if he would score at least one killing tonight. 

He stopped the car right before the main door, following cars behind us circled around the targeted area and all armed men occupied their assigned spots. I, on the other hand, stayed in the car until Luciano himself came to my door’s side after making sure there wasn’t any predicted danger for me. 

Wondering how he agreed on taking me with him with all this harm standing ahead of us? 

This year I learnt a new skill; that I could emotionally trap him in my net. Although he was a