#Chapter 245: Returning The Favor

Julian’s POV Olivia moved toward the edge of the seat and then slid off. She had a gun in her hand, pointed at Amber and me. Amber tried to stay in front of me, stubbornly, but I was much stronger than her. Even with her not helping, I could easily shift so that she was behind me, and by holding my arms out, I kept her from moving around back to my front. I didn’t care how much she insisted or tried, Amber would never be between me and the barrel of that gun. “You look ridiculous,” Olivia mocked. She was moving with a limp, like her bones didn’t quite heal correctly after having been broken. And even as she walked toward us, with me constantly trying to move Amber back towards the opening of the fence, she clutched her side like it pained her. “How are you still alive?” I demanded. “I couldn’t die yet,” she growled. “I wouldn’t allow myself. You always underestimated me, Julian. Underestimated my will and my purpose. Now you will pay for it.” “You won’t hurt Amber,” I said.