Chapters (56)
‘But they’ve got Evan,’ Frank reminded her. ‘And they’re the only ones who know where he is. If you want out, go, I won’t try to stop you. But I need to stay. I’ll sign everything over to them, then they can do whatever they like with me. But I need to know Evan’s safe.’
‘Do not be a fool,’ Irena said, struggling to cock the gun so she could check if it was loaded. ‘They will never let him go. And they will never let you go, or me,’ she added. ‘As soon as we are marry, they will kill us both.’
Viktorya appeared in the doorway, and let out a little cry of fear when she saw the men on the floor.
‘What is happen?’ she asked, her voice tiny. ‘Where is Karel?’
‘Not here,’ said Irena, snapping the gun shut. ‘Do not worry, I am not blame you,’ she went on, her voice softening a little. ‘You are little girl, and you made choice to protect yourself. But you need go . . .’ She gestured toward the door. ‘Now, before they wake and is too late.’
‘No, you will shoot me,’ Viktorya cried, staggering backwards and running up the stairs.
A key turned in the lock of the front door, and Karel came into the hallway. Shedding his jacket as he walked, he didn’t notice what was happening until he reached the kitchen doorway. When he did, he stopped and looked at Irena before glancing down at Nick on the floor, then over to Gaz, before coming back to Irena.
‘What the fuck are you doing?’ he growled. ‘Give me that, you stupid bitch!’
‘Stay there or I will shoot you,’ she warned, her teeth bared, her eyes filled with hatred as she aimed the gun at his chest. ‘I have suffer enough because of you, but this is finish. You took everything from me, and you made promises you were never going to keep. And after everything I did for you, you sell me to that monster and laugh at my pain. Now I have power, and you will let us go. But, first, you will tell Frankie where his son is.’
‘Is that right?’ Karel smirked, his narrowed eyes glittering brightly.
Before Irena could reply, the back door flew open and Jacko charged in, knocking her to the ground. The gun went off, and Frank fell to his knees and covered his head with his arms.
45
‘What was that?’ Strachan slammed her foot down on the brake pedal and gaped at Ogden.
‘Sounded like a shotgun going off inside,’ he said. ‘Put it in reverse, and back out slowly,’ he went on, his voice calm, his gaze fixed on the front door of the house they had just pulled onto the drive of.