I knew I had limited time. I couldn't leave my sister with that person for too many more days. I didn’t know who he was or what kind of man he might be. From what I’d heard, he was dangerous, the same person who killed Kate. If he could kill one person, he wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone else. And me being with the person he despised most would only fuel his anger, pushing him to the brink of torturing her, giving her a taste of death every time she closed her eyes.
I stepped outside, where Jake was standing with a cigarette between his lips. My first thought was, Seriously? He smokes?
Even though I hated it, I still needed him. So, without overthinking, I approached him.
ME: Can we talk?
JAKE: No. If this is about that absurd plan of yours, then no.
ME: Yes, it is, and we need to discuss it.
JAKE: Then I’m not interested.
He began to walk away. I ran after him, caught up, and blocked his path.