Anger

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE (Anger)

Gregory's POV

The blood within my veins like molten larva ready to give way, ready to melt these people with my rage. The only thing holding me back is Isaiah and the thought of harming the mother of my child in my blind rage.

Isaiah and I move closer. Isaiah takes two precise shot. The shots are faster than I anticipated. Two of the men surrounding Denise fall flat on the ground. The last guy pulls Denise fast, holding her captive by the neck with a gun pressed by the side of her temple.

He cannot see us but he is certain of where the bullet came from. Her captors eyes are wide in shock and fear. His expression almost mirrors that of Denise. Hers are rounded in fear of the unknown. I can see her visibly shaking in his hold.

“Come out or I'll kill this slut”. He roars, eyes focused on our location.

“At the count of three if you don't come out you'll pick up her carcass”.

My eyes dart to Isaiah and he has an easy smirk. In this horrible situation m