Chapter 50
Fifty
Axel
It felt like I was constantly glancing over my shoulder to check on Charlie, but apparently, it wasn’t often enough because when I looked back, my heart sank.
Her features were schooled as she stayed calm and didn’t react to the man who stood behind her with a gun pressed to her head.
I turned to face them, keeping mine aimed at his head while Jo kept moving forward with Ashley and Lainy.
I didn’t want to tell them what was happening and risk him putting a bullet through Charlie’s brain.
“I would lower that if I were you,” he said sternly.
When I didn’t immediately comply, he lowered it from Charlie’s head to Molly’s. I swallowed down my fury as my entire body shook with anger. Charlie nodded softly, telling me to do as he said.
Slowly, I lowered my hand, fighting every instinct I had to rush over there and beat the shit out of him. But as long as that gun was pointed at either of the girls I loved, I would do whatever this asshole told me to.
“It looks like I have no need for you after all, since my niece is here,” he said dryly. “Little did I know that she would show up here to save you.”
“She didn’t show up to save me,” Charlie replied coolly.
“No?” he mused, tilting his head to look at her.
Charlie shifted slightly, pretending to adjust Molly as I watched her hand lower to her side. She kept her eyes on me as she lifted her shirt and retrieved a knife. I kept my expression blank, praying that she knew what she was doing.
“Enlighten me, then,” he continued. “What did she come here to do, because I know it wasn’t to pay her dear uncle a visit.”
“You’re right. She didn’t come to visit you. She came to kill you.”
Charlie lifted her arm just enough to stab him in the thigh with the knife.
He screamed out in pain as she elbowed him, forcing his hand and the gun away from Molly’s head.
As he stumbled and clutched his thigh, Charlie stalked over to him with more determination than I had ever seen.
She grabbed the gun out of his hand and tossed it angrily to the floor as she raised her knife and stared at him.
“Don’t you ever fucking touch my daughter again!” she screamed as she stabbed him below his collarbone and slowly slid the blade through his skin down his chest as he yelled in pain.
If he had other weapons on him, he didn’t bother to reach for them. He also didn’t have anyone coming to his aid, which made me think the girls had taken care of more than I realized.
I tucked my gun into my jeans and stepped closer, ready to help Charlie. When she glared at me over her shoulder, I took a step back and lifted my hands, letting her do whatever she needed to do.
Jo came running up beside me, stopping when she saw what was happening.
“Don’t,” I warned, putting my hand out to stop her as she tried to rush over to Charlie.
She looked at me, then at Charlie, with sheer terror on her face, before listening and standing beside me.
“The biggest mistake my husband ever made was making a deal with you,” Charlie sneered as she raised her knife and held it in front of his face as the blood dripped off of it.
He stumbled back against the wall, trying to keep himself upright as she stalked him like prey.
“But the biggest fucking mistake you ever made was fucking with my family.”
Charlie didn’t flinch as she stabbed him in the neck, dragging the knife across his throat as blood squirted out of it. Within seconds, his body slumped to the floor as life drained out of it.