Chapter 41

Angels POV When Aunt Marie fell to the ground, Star stirred in my head and told me what to do. Placing my hands on either side of her head and clearing my mind as she said, I was able to tap into the bond she and Uncle Nick shared. 'Use the pain she feels as a beacon. Let it guide you where we need to be.' Closing my eyes, I took several slow breaths, allowing myself to feel their bond. Following her every instruction, I could feel myself being pulled along by feelings of anger and pain. It was as if I was standing on an escalator, and when I reached the end, I saw everything. I saw Uncle Nick cuffed to a chair, silver cuffs restraining him—an open wound on the crown of his head leaking down his face as his head tilted forward. A man was in the corner of the room; at first, he was standing in the shadows, so I could not identify him. It was during their conversation I realised it was Jason who was responsible. He had forced this man to aid him in his sick and twisted revenge fantasy, a