Chapter 202

The Prey

The guards around us hit the ground one by one. Three to be exact ad as far as my mind could process, there were only six remaining, still a number. Now that everyone was here, I wondered where Ralph was.

“Fucking drop the gun!” My father roared as he pressed the gun harder against my temple.

But I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the montage before me. A macabre chessboard of shattered loyalties and desperate bargains.

Judas once again pointed his gun at my father’s chest who was visibly shaking. He clutched his own weapon, aimed squarely at my head with both hands this time as if holding it with one was tiresome or simply heavy. And the fact that my own father had a gun against me… I didn’t know how to comprehend this. Should I feel terrified? Hateful? Or disappointed? But strangely all I felt was numbness. The same kind I felt when Judas killed that man.

It was a single, suspended moment. Like if one would blink, something wo