Chapter 77

Third pov

Mecael stood in the room. He squinted his eyes trying to make out any figure lurking around. His long hair stuck to his face because of the sweat. His hand shook that he was almost dropping the gun in his grip.

The lights flash. He closes his eyes and takes time to adjust to the light.

When he opened them,he saw her. Infront of him on her knees. She was blindfolded with scars all over her body. Blood had dried on her wounds and some looked fresh.

Mecael gasped.

He turned to make a run for it before the cold voice stopped him.

"Don't be stupid kiddo." His father, Mr. Heloriet warned him.

"I…I can't…she…" he failed at forming coherent sentences.

His father glared at him disapprovingly. He sized him and spat beside him. "You want to be like me? Go on,do it." It wasn't something to negotiate about but rather an order.

"Remove the blindfold!" He ordered harshly.

A man ran from behind his father to where the woman was kneeling. He pulled away the blindfold.

Mecael's green ey