My men had their gun pointed at them while Charlene’s father men points their gun at my men.I walked to them and raise my hand up. We do not need to fight, we will come with you” I said.My men looked at me in surprise while I walk back into the car.I know my men were so surprised to see my reaction because they know I was supposed to revenge on Ricardo but me accepting to go with his men is risky.I will do anything for my wife. The convoy moves and it followed Charlene’s dad’s convoy.We drove into the compound and as Charlene looked out of the car she look back to me.“ Where is this? He asked.“We are here to have a talk with your dad” i said.“ My dad? You knew my dad died right ? She asked.“ Yes but he isn’t your father , he is your mom’s husband maybe if you meet with your father he will explain better to you” he said.“ Do you know the woman who kidnapped me was my sister?I asked.“ Martinez? Your adopted sister” he said .“ You know she told me and I never believed she an

“Your soft heart will be your downfall.” Rhoda returns to the man and holds the knife to his throat.I close my eyes and block out his screams for mercy.“Open your eyes, Charlene,” she commands. “If you don’t, I will cut him deeper. Youmustwatch.”“Will you let him live if I watch?”“This man burned down a house, and a boy died.” Talia looks from man to man as each one laughs. “He knew the boy was in the house, yet he did it anyway. The boy did nothing wrong. Should I let the innocent suffer while the wicked go free?”I don’t know what to say. If it’s true, the man should be punished, but not by Rhoda. “You should turn him over to the police.”They laugh even harder this time as I tremble on that cold floor with fear.“What do you think he is, Little Ms. Lucky?” Rhoda smirks as she raises the knife in her hand.I know what’s coming, and I am powerless to stop it. Her face turns into a cruel mask of rage. The blade strikes with precision, slicing through the man’s throat in one clean m

Because she was a whore that he couldn’t control, just like my wife,” he says. “Has dear Eva ever shown you the list of men she’s been with? I’m surprised Eduardo didn’t break her neck that night. How do you know you’re even Eduardo’s son? Maybe you’re a bastard, like your sister that I have raised as mine.”I was shocked know this same man had raised a girl my mom had given birth to as his child.I had always have hatred for Rhoda and I never knew she is my sister.“ You look shocked? Your mom slept with so many men that she left you for years and go with another man who happen to be my friend, he died and your mom returned to your father , I was surprised he still accepted her.I rush to the bed, but he smiles at my display of anger.He wants to die,I remind myself. Now he knows what to say, and I don’t know how to get under his skin.“I don’t believe you’re married to my daughter,” he continues. “She has the good sense not to get involved with filth. From what I have seen from my da

The ransom?” I ask.Rhoda walks toward the bed and sits down beside me. “He paid me what he owed me when he saw what we would do to her.”“You mean what you did do.” I correct her.“It was a show for the cameras,” she explains casually. “I would only go so far with a woman. Besides, she’s worth more if she’s untouched. My men put on a good and convincing show for the cameras.”A chill races through me, but thankfully it isn’t followed by sickness. I shift my weight away from hers, and Rhoda eyes my hips as I move away. I shouldn’t have done that. I gave her back a little of her power.Her eyes meet mine with a predator’s gleam. “And that’s the trick. The implied threats are often the most powerful. Your victims will fill in the gaps with their own imagination. You only need to give that imagination enough material to grow. Her father was given a warning. He listens to warnings,Mrs. Reagan.”My stomach gurgles loud enough for us both to hear, but I ignore it. I will myself to stare ste

Alfredo.The frustration is building up in me, threatening to surface in a storm of rage. Not knowing where Charlene is or even if she’s safe. I don’t dare think of the other possibility. It will set me off, and I must keep calm to think straight. Impulsive action will lead to something I may not want to face.But I continue to Ricardo room and enter. The guard seated inside stands when I enter.“Anything?”The guard shakes his head. “No, all he does is sleep, and the nurse says he is comfortable. It’s all we can expect.”I nod, pleased with his attentiveness, and walk toward Ricardo bedside. The old man has color in his cheeks, but the rest of him looks ghastly pale. His eyelids are parted as his mouth opens, sucking in precious air. He claims he wants to die but hangs onto life dearly. His eyes flutter open and then focus on me … his son-in-law.I frown at him, not concealing that I despise him and what he has done, not only to my father but to his own family. He may have shown Char