EIGHTY FIVE

CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE

CATALINA

Freezing up as I look at the muzzle of the gun, my gun, that is being pointed at me by none other than my own father. I look to the side at Carlos who looks away immediately as he doesn’t want to match my gaze, that is all the confirmation I need. So everything that Scot had said was actually true, my father is the one who ordered the hit on me. He and Carlos had bullshitted me the whole car ride here and I had been stupid enough to believe them. They had played with every emotion that I had in me and in result I had submitted to them all because a part of me really wanted to believe that my father would never be capable of doing something like this.

Staring at him in disbelief as he sits there and cocks the gun in front of me.

“This is going to hurt me more than it hurts you.”

He speaks in such a calm manner that I can’t tell if he means what he is saying or not, it is not like it is going to make any difference after all. This is going to be it, I am goi