Can’t Win Me Back

“Mr. Landon!” Angelina shrieked in pain from above him.

Landon looked up in dread, and his pupils dilated in shock. Angelina, hands tied, stood dangerously near the edge of the 32-foot-tall diving platform at the swimming pool, with Frank pointing a gun at her head.

The height of the springboard was alarming, as the pool was dry.

“Angie!” Landon’s blood-stained white shirt was drenched in sweat. He took two steps forward but was forced back when Frank pointed the gun at him.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Landon…” Tears brimming, Angelina choked on her emotions.

Landon cast a deep look at her. “No. You’ve never wronged me or owed anyone anything. Angie, it was my fault that you got into this situation. I should be apologizing to you instead.”

sharp pain through her chest. She had experienced highs and lows over her

desperate tone echoed

up a remote control and pressed a button. A deafening sound rumbled to the

trolley slowly coming into sight, carrying a massive

wheels tucked away, and the carefully designed tank landed in the

in the tank. Her white dress was filthy and bloodied,

streamed down

against the thick glass. No matter how he kicked and elbowed the surface, the solid glass showed no signs

remained unconscious inside the

hear a thing in there.” Preston, fiddling with the remote control in his hand, added, “She’s fainted for a bit. I think it’ll take her a while to come around after all the

Harper, you should have thanked me. Without me, you wouldn’t have learned the truth about what your sister had done behind your back.