Despite the disparity in their heights, Daveyâs posture, slightly stooped, left him vulnerable to Raeganâs sudden assault.
The makeshift weapon found its mark with chilling accuracy, piercing Daveyâs flesh with chilling ease.
A crimson trickle of blood began to seep from the wound, staining the pristine surface of the weaponâs shaft.
The air crackled with tension as Raegan watched the blood flow, her heart pounding with adrenaline-fueled intensity.
But as the reality of the situation sank in, she realized her miscalculation.
The absence of a spurting artery confirmed her error.
This wound, while severe, would not prove fatal.
Daveyâs hand instinctively rose to his neck, fingers coming away stained with the vivid hue of fresh blood.
With an almost unnerving composure, he redirected his gaze at Raegan, his expression a mask of steely resolve.
âTrying to kill me?â His voice remained eerily calm, and his dark eyes bore into hers, unreadable and impenetrable, like the still depths of the dead sea, betraying no hint of emotion or vulnerability.
As Raegan cautiously distanced herself from Davey, her voice rang out with defiant conviction.
âSomeone will come to rescue me and my mom soon.
Donât think you can escape this!â
Daveyâs response was devoid of surprise.
âYouâve made contact with the outside?â
Raegan reasoned Daveyâs sharp intellect likely already discerned their covert efforts.
Otherwise, she wouldnât have dared to confront him openly.
She would have maintained the facade of compliance.
Davey, unperturbed by the sharp implement lodged in his neck, regarded Raegan with a mixture of admiration and amusement.
âNot bad.
Youâre truly my daughter.
Brave enough.
â
Raeganâs furrowed brow betrayed her confusion at his cryptic remark.
She didnât believe this cunning man had not already seen the paternity test.
He must have been aware that she wasnât his offspring.
Seeing her perplexed expression, Davey suddenly erupted into Laughter.
âLooks Like you were playing me for a fool, butâ¦â
He stooped to retrieve the report resting on the floor, offering it to her with a solemn declaration.
âSeems you were right all along.
You truly are my daughter.
â
Raegan found herself struck dumb.
She stood there, thunderstruck, as if she couldnât trust her own ears.
Yet, there it was, spelled out in black and white on the paternity test, a staggering 99.
99% match.
How could this be? She had merely blurted it out in desperation, a gambit to save her own skin.
And yet, reality had taken a sharp turn, morphing her bluff into truth.
She was, undeniably, Daveyâs offspring! Davey, who had aimed to end her life on numerous occasions, was now revealed to be her biological father!
As Davey drew nearer, Raeganâs voice pierced the air with a sudden command.
âStop!â
It felt like she was losing her grip on reality, defensively hoisting a chair as a barrier.
âDonât you dare take another step!â
Davey halted, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.
âRaegan, things between us have changed, and itâs time for you to start accepting that.
â
He asserted firmly, âI am your biological father.
â
âTo hell with you being my father!â Raegan couldnât contain her scorn.