Page 48 of Mika's Heart

Mika

I finally come to the driveway that leads to a small house hidden in the trees. There’s a small rental car parked at the side of the house.

Gerald steps out the front door as I roll to a stop right in front of the porch steps. Opening the car door, I step out shutting the door behind me.

“Daughter.” He sneers.

“Where’s Atka?” I demand, stepping closer to the porch.

“He’s safe inside and he’ll stay safe as long as you get into the car so that we can go home to your poor mother. She’s worried sick about you.”

“I want to see that he’s safe first.” I square my shoulders.

Gerald stares hard at me for a moment before he slaps on a fake smile. “Sure. He’s right in here.”

As I step up on the porch to walk past him, he grabs me around the waist as his other hand comes up to my face with a rag.

I automatically react as my leg comes up and I kick backwards connecting with his knee. He screams as he falls on his ass.

I scramble to not go down with him and get loose of his arm but he holds tightly. Something clatters to the porch under us and I’m surprised to see a gun.

Grabbing it quickly, I throw my arm catching him in the side of the head with the butt of the gun and he lets me go.

Putting several steps between us, I keep the aim of the gun on Gerald. My finger is inching closer to pulling the trigger.

That’s when I hear the roar of motorcycles as they pull up quickly.

“Mika.” My eyes zero in on the one calling my name and I recognize Fiona’s brother, Blood. “Give me the gun. You are okay now.” He pleads with me.

I look down into Gerald’s eyes and see defeat. Relaxing my arm, I let Blood take the gun and I turn to the door of the house rushing inside.

Finding Atka tied to a chair that is turned over in another room, I yell for help. He’s still breathing but refuses to open his eyes.

I refuse to leave his side even when the ambulance shows up. I’m not sure how long it takes them as I hold his head in my lap and pray that he’ll be alright.

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