Dangerous Place For Love(11)
Kelly hand tightened round his. “They didn’t stop him. They promised they would.”
She was panicking and any minute her father’s helicopter would land on the deserted island beach.
He was open and vulnerable and after the plane crash he had no proper means of protecting the woman he loved.
“Kelly, listen to me. Allow me to handle this, okay? Don’t say a word.” She nodded but her gaze kept straying to the sight through the trees. “Get dressed.”
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As Erik pulled on his tattered pants, he kept one eye on Kelly getting dressed and the other on the helicopter.
His gut told him they were in trouble. Arthur should have been taken down by now. He watched as two men with guns exited the plane followed soon after by her father in a white suit. The pompous prick looked every bit the drug dealing criminal.
“He’s going to kill us,” she said.
“Not today.”
Erik took her hand. “I want you to promise me not to fight back. Just do what I need and follow my lead.”
He watched Kelly nod and prayed to God he would be forgiven. He led them both out into the open. The helicopter blades stopped whirling.
“Mr. Coldwell,” Arthur greeted.
“Arthur,” he acknowledged with a nod, and then gazed at the two men at his side.
“Do you like my new bodyguards? They’ve been specially trained to deal with high risk situations. Dirty bastards, I have to get them girls to keep them entertained but I’ve found they are loyal and after all, loyalty is what counts.” Arthur stepped forward and Erik clocked the men going for their guns. A subtle move but he’d been part of the unit for some time. He knew when they’d been given orders.
“Took your time coming and getting us. We’ve been going crazy on this piece of shit sand bed.” He kicked some sand to make his point.
“Ah, Kelly, so good to see you.”
Erik felt her arm shake as her father neared, Erik turned back and gave her a fierce look.
“You’re looking well, Daddy.”
She embraced the older man and he was thankful she didn’t give anything away.
“Well, I had to see what my two favourite people have been doing.”
Erik decided now was the time to strike. “Cut the shit, Arthur. Where have you been and what the fuck happened in the sky that night?”
“I don’t see what the problem has been. You seem cozy enough.”
Erik gave out a silent prayer that she wouldn’t believe the next words about to come out of his mouth.
“Come on, Arthur, you’ve got one hot, sexy girl and I’m a man with a dick that needs attention. What did you expect? A cunt is a cunt as you so often said.”
He heard her startled gasp but he refused to look in her direction. He couldn’t afford slip-ups right now. Both of their lives were on the line.
“A cunt? So you feel nothing for my daughter?” The last part was said with a look of disgust.
“She’s got a tight one I’ll give her that but I need a bit more fire in the sack. Your daughter was okay for a little while but I’m bored. You came at a really good time.”
Arthur chuckled, holding his daughter. He pulled the hair from over her shoulder exposing her neck and side of her head. “She’s such a pretty woman. A shame really.”
Erik paused as Arthur pulled out a pistol from his jacket pocket. One hand going round Kelly’s throat while he pointed the gun to her temple. Kelly began to struggle.
“You have no feelings for my daughter. Well, I usually deal with rats with a far more severe statement. I thought to send her to my men as a play toy. Let them fuck her and then put her into trade. Imagine what she’d sell for, the lying rat daughter of Arthur O’Donald.”
Erik couldn’t look at her. He needed to keep his focus on the mad man with a gun trained to her temple.
“But I don’t know about your loyalty to me.”
“What do you want?”
“I want you to take the pistol from my hand and in front of my eyes put a bullet between her eyes. I want you to look her in the eye as you kill her.” Arthur threw Kelly into his arms.
“No please,” she begged. Tears were pouring down her face. Erik caught her and threw her to the floor.
“Roger, come and hold my daughter. I don’t want to go running after her on this fucked up place.”
One of the guards stepped toward them and held Kelly still. Erik saw red, his hands fisting at his sides. Another man was touching his woman. He wasn’t in the superior position. He couldn’t stop what was about to happen. Arthur smacked him on the back and handed him the pistol.
Erik raised the gun and rested it between her eyes. Sobs and pleads poured out of her, breaking his heart. He couldn’t communicate how sorry he was. He closed his eyes and trained the gun with years of experience. The silence deafening. One shot was all he had.