Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Lorraine’s eyes blinked into a still motion when a sharp edge plunged into her stomach. Her lips parted into a slow gasp as pain sailed from the hit and straight into her body.

Blood gushed out in heavy flow as her stance faltered. She fell to the floor in a slow thud, her shaky hands close to her stomach to feel the impact of the pain.

Avon snapped back to his senses as he moved out of his frozen spot, he grabbed Frank’s neck from behind and twisted it effortlessly before he tossed his body to the other side of the room.

He ran straight to where Lorraine was, and quickly settled her body in his arms. He examined the stab with vibrant fear in his eyes. He was a medical personnel for sometime during his life at the military, yet his brain found it hard to operate at the sight of his wife in pain.

Muffled groans cracked out of her as her eyes rolled deep into her socket in anguish.

“Breathe love, fuck! I told you not to come.” Avon steamed with panic as he looked around