Chapter 70 REVELATIONS

• The limo makes a stop in an unfamiliar jungle, and I am hauled out of the car with Angel buckled between my hand and my chest. The kid is terrified to death, and I am a nervous nervous wreck too. I howled in the limo until I gave up, because all these monsters did was laugh and mock at my panics and despondency. They said it was my end, that I won't even see the setting of the sun, but I am hanging on the tiny thread of hope that Andy heard our conversation. If he did, he is almost nearby. He is gonna save us. If he didn't, then I don't know if I can fight these two armed murderers, but I am surely not dying without a fight.
• In this desolate arid jungle where not even flies can be blotched, the two murderers stand before me, guns in their hands. I put my daughter to the ground and push my her to my back, fretting about the trauma she is going through right now, and the more to come. I watch as Maria heaves her hand and points her gun to my head, but I stay put, the oscillation ceasing magically. I know she won't think twice about pulling that trigger and blowing my brains out just like I won't even blink before blowing hers when I pull out mine, but at least I need to buy more time. Yes, I have mine tucked on my jeans, well hidden by this trench. I'm glad Andy got it for me from Paul. His instincts probably knew a time like this would come. It was deemed to.
• But Angel shouldn't not see this. The poor kid should not glimpse the bloodshed. I can't put her through that trauma.