Renée's POV:
The car that drove us here smashed through the gigantic glass windows. My eyes went directly to the driver. The front of his head was blown open and he was strapped into the car. I wanted to scream but couldn't because of the knife across my neck. He started pulling me around the counter not loosing his grip at all. He was holding me so high that I was on my tip toes to keep myself from sliding down into the knife.
"LET HER GO!" I heard a familiar deep voice.
The anger in his voice was like nothing I've ever heard. My eyes landed on him as he made his way around the corner of the wall that went to the front of the house. His gun was pointing straight at Elias. I felt the knife push more into my neck making my head tilt up. I could hardly see
