Extra Motivation

Jack

“I’m out!” Edgar yelled as he stepped out of the car, creasing his brows furiously at us.

“That wasn’t so difficult now, was it?” I said with a smirk and grabbed him forcefully, shoving him away.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw Blake press his gun down George’s head as the man whimpered in fear, and I immediately hastened towards them, dragging him away.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” I asked snapping at him.

“Relax, I’m not going to kill him. I’m just shaking him up a bit so that he will talk.”

My expression suddenly became relaxed as I let go of him,

“Now is not the time for games. We need to question them for answers. The sooner we are done here, the earlier we can get to Anna. Blake bring him over.” I sneered and turned to walk away, but he suddenly grabbed my hand with a concerned look,

“Blake? That sounds strange rolling off your tongue.”

I scoffed, staring at him irritably, “What would you prefer I call you? Dad?” I asked and his expression softened as thos