A Caged Songbird's Escape: Into the Arms of a Predator novel Chapter 244

Frank had never chosen her.

She was long since used to being the one left behind.

Frank’s hand, hanging at his side, curled slowly into a fist. His eyes smoldered with barely contained anger, but before he could speak, Marcia grew frantic.

She clutched his arm, her voice trembling with sobs. “Frank, you have to save Hickey—he’s your own nephew!”

Frank’s gaze darkened, his expression unreadable. “Elissa is my wife.”

“So that’s how it is…”

Marcia suddenly let out a twisted laugh, her face etched with bitter disappointment as she stared at Frank. “Then let your brother turn in his grave. Let Hickey go down with him! Let him see that his own brother doesn’t care about his only child!”

“Frank, how could you do this to Spencer?”

Her accusations struck Frank like physical blows. He squeezed his eyes shut in pain.

He’d sworn at his brother’s grave that he’d watch over his nephew, that he’d protect Spencer’s son no matter what.

But Elissa…

The scarred man, growing impatient with their indecision, rapped the muzzle of his gun on Elissa’s head. “Time’s running out, Mr. Atwater. I’m going to count to ten. If you keep hesitating, they both die.”

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five…”

Frank’s fists trembled with the effort not to act rashly. At the very last second, he shouted, “The boy! I choose the boy!”

He chose the child.

He chose Hickey.

Elissa wasn’t surprised in the least.

“I can tell, Mr. Atwater. You must be quite the doting uncle,” the scarred man said with a mocking smile, then waved for his men to untie Hickey.

As soon as Hickey was free, he bolted straight into Marcia’s arms, sobbing, “Mom! I was so scared…”

Frank dropped his gaze, his voice cold and clipped as he ordered Marcia, “Take him and get out.”

“What about you?”

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