chapter eighty

After taking out his frustrations on Kendra, James felt a little bit better but he still had a problem to deal with. He left Kendra who was passed out on his bed. She had red welts on her back and on her butt from where James flogged her with his belt and his handprints were all over her body.

James put on his clothes and walked down the hall to his home office. He sat down behind his desk, trying to come up with his next course of action, he had to do something, he couldn't let Dylan win.

He logged on to the dark web and texted his guy. “About what we talked about, I need to move up the timeline.” James wrote and he waited for the guy to reply.

“When?” The guy asked James.

“Next week.” James told the guy.

“Do you know the target location?” The guy asked.

“London,” James replied him.

“That's going to be tricky, but it can be done.” The guy told James.

“I want to be there when it happens.” James typed out, he was ti