Chapter 57 A Terrible Choice

• The weight of words spoken by The Raven settled upon Chase and me and so, parked on a dim-lit, abandoned street, we both sat still. The evil words of the anonymous threat lingered on my mobile, like poison, and my fingers shook as I gripped the phone. We were offered no choice – Agent Harris or Alessandro. Both these human beings, which had so much to live for, were now reduced to their lives being in the hands of a person with the mind of a psychopath.
• “We can’t… we can’t possibly choose,” as tears started freely flowing down my cheeks. Chase was gripping the wheel tightly, his hands whitening around it and his face was tense,(frames).
• “We won’t,” he replied more defensively, despite the tremor I heard in his voice. “It’s for that reason that we’re going to be able to find a way of saving them both. ”