SAMANTHA’S POV

Lucas stood up and walked some feet away from him. Mere looking at him, it was obvious he was struggling to keep his emotions in check, "Lucas I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything, even though you didn't go through it the right way I should have known you wouldn't hurt me,"

He shook his head, "It's my fault Pumpkin, I shouldn't have let you go in the first place. When I bumped into Andres on that call my thoughts were scattered all over the place and the only thing I could think of was…" he paused, turned his back at me and said in a low tone, "The only thing I could think of was to get you to safety," his voice seeped with agitation. Dear Lord help Andres.

I stood up and covered the distance between us. I rested one of my hands on his shoulders, "I understand perfectly. It wasn't the nicest thing to do at that point but it was the best,"

He spun around and our eyes locked, "Pumpkin, I need to get to the man. It would give me enough evidence against Andres. If we want him to face the c