The boat horn cut through the night like a scream.
I was still bent over Daddy’s desk, c*m dripping down my thighs, when he suddenly pulled back. His eyes were wild a terrifying mix of rage, fear, and obsession.
“Stay here,” he ordered, voice like steel. He quickly fastened his pants and grabbed a gun from his drawer.
“Daddy, wait!” I cried, reaching for him.
But he was already moving toward the door.
“If that boat leaves this island with you on it,” he said without turning around, “I will kill everyone on board. Including Reynolds.”
Then he was gone, storming into the darkness.
I stood there shaking, my legs barely holding me up. My mind was a storm of panic.
Run. This is your chance. Harrington is waiting. Reynolds risked everything. Mom died trying to give you this opportunity.
