Chapter 13
Gut Feeling (Part 2)
(Andy's POV)
“Open the f*****g door!” I shouted, my voice echoing down the hallway.
No answer.
I stepped back and kicked the door as hard as I could. The wood splintered under the impact, the lock giving way as the door swung open. I stumbled into the room, my eyes scanning the dimly lit space.
And there, on the bed, was Esha.
Her eyes were half-closed, her body limp, her dress rumpled. Victor was leaning over her, his hands on her shoulders, his eyes wide with shock as he looked up at me.
Rage, hot and blinding, surged through me.
“You sick f**k,” I snarled, crossing the room in two strides and grabbing Victor by the collar. “What the hell did you do to her?”
Victor tried to stammer something, but I didn’t let him. I shoved him back, hard, and he
