Episode 101

Naomi

Flipping the locks, I opened it cautiously, holding the gun out before me as Ilsa had shown me.

“Naomi! Where the fuck are you?”

I flinched, Jon’s angry voice echoing off the walls. Based on the trajectory of his voice, he was still downstairs, which meant that I had to keep him from coming up the stairs.

“Naomi! Get your ass out here now, before I kill this bitch!”Vera. Oh God, he had Vera!

My knees shook as I walked out of the room, looking over the railing. It wasn’t even an option for me to think about staying in that room now, knowing that he had one of our own.

She hadn’t asked for this. Jon was my issue, my baggage that I had brought to this family, and it was mine to try and eliminate from my life.

Sure enough, Jon was standing in the middle of the foyer with his beefy arm around Vera’s neck and a gun in his free hand. I gasped as I saw Ivan’s body behind him, a puddle of rapidly spreading blood under his body.

Was that the shot I heard earlier? Did Jon really feel like