Page 37 of Betraying Family Vows
Sharp. No fear. Just one thought: Get to Athena. Now.
I shift forward pulling my gun out
That's when one of them calls:
"Hey, Kastaris."
Before I can pivot fully?—
The First shot fires.
13
ATHENA
Isit in the passenger seat, arms crossed, staring at the gas station's flickering sign, trying to convince myself I'm not completely screwed. The silence in the car matches the emptiness of the night.
Dimitri's absence feels like both relief and some apprehension. With him gone, I can breathe, but I'm also vulnerable.
The gas station is deserted. It's way too late for anyone normal to be out here. Just us. There are two trucks parked off to the side, but they're dark and I assume the people driving them are sleeping.
I glance at the convenience store. Dimitri's inside, moving around like he owns the place, like no one could touch him. I hate him for it.
I wipe at my feet again with the crumpled tissues he gave me. The bleeding's stopped. It's just a nervous habit now. My body aches. I'm so fucking tired. I want to sleep so badly. I don't know how much longer I can stay awake. The sun will be coming up soon.
I glance around.
No one is coming to save me.
Not this time.
Then headlights sweep across the lot.
I sit up.
A dark SUV pulls in slowly and stops directly in front of our car. I look behind me and another one pulls up.
My chest tightens.
Men get out. Five, no, six of them. And then I see someone I know.
John G.
Thank God. My shoulders drop in relief and I nearly sob.
He's here. He's actually here.
Finally, after everything, they found me and have come to my rescue.
I press my palms against the window, my eyes wide. He'll get me out of this nightmare. Away from Dimitri. Away from all of this.
I look at the convenience store just as Dimitri steps out, his posture immediately stiffening.
I look back as John says something to the men beside him, pointing toward the car.
Toward me.
I raise my hand. "John!" I call out, my voice muffled by the glass. "I'm in here!"
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37 (reading here)
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97
- Page 98
- Page 99
- Page 100
- Page 101
- Page 102
- Page 103
- Page 104
- Page 105
- Page 106
- Page 107
- Page 108
- Page 109
- Page 110
- Page 111
- Page 112
- Page 113
- Page 114
- Page 115
- Page 116
- Page 117
- Page 118
- Page 119
- Page 120
- Page 121