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“Enough!” is bellowed as Dalton waltzes down the steps, carrying Hazel in his arms, pressing a pistol to her temple. Jade steps forward, and he shakes his head.

“I wouldn’t take another step if I were you. I will not hesitate to blow her head off,” he spits, causing all of us to growl.

“Put her down!” Jade spits as Jameson comes to stand beside her.

“Where is Jaxon?” Jameson asks, and Dalton laughs.

“That little fucker bit me so he’s locked in the closet screaming his little head off, much like what you did at his age. Such sweet memories.” He smiles, and I want nothing but to blow his head off where he stands.

“Why are you here, Father?” Jameson asks, flipping his knives through his fingers.

“Put down your weapons, son,” Dalton orders.

“Funny thing is, Father. If you knew who I truly was, your actions wouldn’t be to order me around. You’d be begging for your life!” He spits, and Dalton raises a brow.

“And who are you? A disappointment, to say the least.” He laughs, causing Jameson to take a step closer.

“You know, the serial killer no one can put a face to,” he says, and the color from his father's face drains.

“You’re The Carver?” he asks, and Jameson smiles sinisterly.

“Yes, now hand me my daughter before I remove every single vein and organ from your body while you scream,” he threatens.

“Awe, Daddy's perfect puppet, thinks he’s the one in control. Guess again.” Dalton smiles, and just like that, Jameson’s entire demeanor changes and he spins, looking at all of us with his eyes completely void. Jade lifts both her pistols and points one at Jameson and the other at Dalton.

“You’d be dead if it wasn’t because you have my daughter in your arms. Count that as a blessing, you miserable fuck,” she spits, then looks at Jameson, whose eyes never leave hers.

“Awe, Little Creature. I love when you get murderous, but you are the Queen of Death, so it only seems fitting enough that she dies,” he grins as she takes a step towards him, pressing the gun to his head as he snaps his teeth at her like a rabid dog.

“Puppet, that’s enough. Come, stand here now!” Dalton commands, and Jameson, as if responding to invisible strings, immediately walks over and stands beside his father, putting his knives in his pocket.

“My job here is done. I’ll be leaving here with my puppet and will place your daughter in her car seat to ensure mine and his safety upon leaving. I’ll be in touch,” he says as Jade steps to the side, still pointing her guns at the both of them as they walk past us.

“Zayn, don’t!” Spade yells as Zayn lunges for Dalton, trying to grab Hazel, but Jameson quickly protects his father, taking out his knife and stabbing him in the thigh. He stumbles back as they exit through the front door. Spade rushes to Zayn as Jade follows Dalton and Jameson out. Alfred, limping and holding his gut, right behind them.

Walking past Spade, he nods to Jade and I quickly catch up to her as Dalton places Hazel into the G-wagon and climbs into the limo after Jameson. The car quickly leaves the driveway and I take out my phone, closing the gates behind them. Looking back at Jade, she has Hazel in her arms kissing her face. Our eyes meet, and she looks up at the top floor.

“I got him. You good sis?” I ask, and she nods, following me back into the house. Spade already has the first aid kit out, preparing to clean up Zayn.

Taking the stairs two at a time, I get to Jade’s room and hear Jaxon wailing for help. Throwing the chair from under the knob, I swing the door open and he lunges for me.

“Jaxon, Jaxon. It’s me. Uncle Ry. You’re safe, bud. It’s okay,” I yell as he swings at me, screaming. Wrapping my arms around him, I sit on the floor and rock him, letting him feel my warmth as he calms down.

“It’s okay, Jax. It’s okay. You’re safe. Everyone is safe,” I say as he sobs into my chest. After a few minutes, he looks up at me, wiping his face.

“Where’s Hazel? Is she okay?” he asks, and I nod.

“Yes, she’s okay. Let’s go see her. She’s with Mama,” I assure him as I pick him up and carry him down the stairs. Placing Jaxon on the couch next to Hazel, he cuddles her into his arms, kissing her face, and I look over at Jade, then Spade.

“What the fuck just happened?” I ask, and we all sit there for a moment, not saying a fucking word.

Dalton is truly the root of all evil and he’s been in control this whole fucking time.This whole fucking time.

Chapter 26

Family Ties

Jade

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