CHAPTER THIRTY- FIVE
When I finally snapped out of it, shifting my gaze to Saul, I almost pissed in my pants. He was reaching for his gun, a vicious smile on his face. I knew what he was going to do. The dead look in his eyes should have anyone running for the mountains. I quickly detached myself from Reed’s touch, my heart racing in panic while my brain turned wheels, trying to come up with a way out of this situation.
“What are you doing?” I whisper asked despite knowing exactly what he was going to do. I knew what he was capable. His cold, unforgiving attitude was probably the worst I’d seen in anyone but it was what made me know when not to antagonize him. And this was way beyond antagonizing him. It was asking for death on a silver platter and he was more than willing to hand it ove
