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.”

pain through her chest. She had experienced highs and lows over her years of working for

desperate tone echoed throughout the

pressed a button. A deafening sound rumbled

vigilantly looked in that direction. He saw a trolley slowly coming into sight, carrying a

tucked away, and the carefully

vertically in the tank. Her white dress was filthy

tears streamed

resentment, nearly losing his mind. He dashed to the tank and pummeled his fists against the thick glass. No matter how he kicked and elbowed

remained unconscious inside

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

your sister had done behind your back. You wouldn’t have known that your pretty wife had been bullied mercilessly by Zoe since middle