Chapter 151 - One Hundred And Fifty-one: Coming Of Gerald (2/2)

Whipping around with my hands clenched and a fierce gaze, I stopped short when I saw a knife being held against Anabelle and Isabella's throat.

”Let the kids go, it's me you want right?” I said to Gerard with my hands raised in the air as a form of surrender.

How could I not know him? After that night with Sakuzi, I was curious to know how much of a sacrifice Niklaus had made on my behalf- what value did the ledger hold for someone determined to kill me willingly exchange me for it.

I found out Gerald was the leader of some gang who specializes in luring women with cash loans and when they couldn't pay back, uses them for prostitution - they run a loan shark business that rips people off.

But that was just one of the many illegal businesses and crimes they committed. They must have given the Spencer group a tough time which led to them risking their lives just to get in possession of their ledger.

It was no secret that an enemy getting their hands on one's business transaction record was trouble. So Gerald had no choice than to steer clear of the Spencer's but now the ledger was in Sakuzi's grip, he was free to strike.

”Smart bitch ” He cursed, licking his lips while his lewd eyes rested on my shoulder where my shirt was torn thanks to the intense fight earlier.

”You sure she's the girl?” Gerald asked one of his men.

”Quite sure. We kept vigilant and saw that son of a bitch enter and leave her apartment this morning”

Great, Niklaus unintentionally led me to them, I should have known.

I wasn't stupid, I could surmise what was going on in that mind of theirs. They were probably thinking I held a special place in Niklaus' heart and would kidnap me with the hope of using me against him.

Damn it! I could have fought my way out of here if these kids weren't being a liability to me right now. Isabella was calm but the same wasn't said for the other cousin who was crying with snots running down her nose.

So far I haven't seen any gun - no matter how quick and strong I was, I couldn't outrun a bullet - but that doesn't mean they didn't have one on them.

Gerald was a crazy man and wouldn't hesitate to end the kids life if I pushed his button, I had to tread carefully here.

”I would go willingly with you once you let them go ”

”Whether I let the kids go or not, you're still coming with us, ” He told me firmly.

I took a step forward but guns were automatically aimed at me - so much for hoping there were no guns around, things just got complicated.

”You're a good fighter, I don't trust you so get down on your knees” He commanded me and let go of Anabelle, pushing her to his nearest men to catch.

I glowered at him yet plonked down to the ground, their lives were more valuable than my pride.

Gerald approached me, gripped my chin too tightly, and tipped my head upward as he examined my looks.

”Not bad,” he said, scrutinizing me the way a merchant would to goods before purchasing, ”With your skills and looks, you would be a good asset to me ”

”In your dreams,” I told him through gritted teeth, then spat at his face with pure disgust.

His face darkened and scrunched up, before I could guess his intentions, that bastard punched me straight in the stomach.

My world swirled while a sharp cry of pain was drawn from my lips as I clutched my stomach and fell sideways to the ground. He didn't even let me catch my breath and pulled me up by the hair causing me to wince.

His breath hit my face, ”You and I are going to have a lot of fun sweetie ”

Shivers ran down my spine, the creepy twinkle in his eyes told me I was not going to like his idea of fun.

He shoved me roughly to the ground.

”Tie them up and toss them in the booths ” Gerald was still giving his orders when gunshots from nowhere took them out one after the other.

The shooter was an expert since his shots were with precision and hit their targets at vital points.

There was a hot exchange of bullets and Isabella was smart enough to grab Anabelle and they hid behind a car for cover.

While holding their own in the shootout, Gerald ordered one of his men to take me away.

I pretended to be weaker than I already was and the moment he was within reach, sprang up like a cat and kicked his gun away.

He backhanded me with this force that made me see stars that I had to shake my head to rid the dizziness, but that allowed my assaulter the opportunity to hurl me over his shoulder.

I wanted to retaliate but I had reached my limit; my body was aching all over - I resigned myself to fate.

Suddenly I heard a bang and a grunt, the man buckled to his knees and I fell from his shoulder, hitting my head hard on the concrete ground and lost consciousness.