"Who are you?" I asked him as I looked past the barrell of a gun.
He smiled, not a full smile but more of an evil smirk. "I'm Hendricks, Justin here is my nephew. Which makes him my responsibility in the absense of his parents."
"And the mind behind all his games i presume" Archer added making us all turn to him. Did he know this man was related to Justin?
Hendricks scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Justin is an addict. He simply had me guiding him through life, He chose you, I can assure you that was not my doing." His throat became gruff as he prodded my shoulder with the gun. "You couldn't just behave could you. I told him from the very beginning that you were going to be trouble." He looked down at Justin who was wimpering, tugging at the wire trying to make it release. "But did you lis
