Backing away from my mother, I keep my gaze locked on her and the two men in the room. “You have me here, so you can let him and Carl go now.” “In good time,” my uncle speaks up, his eyes drifting from me to Carl, “Carl needs to atone for his and his wife’s mistakes.” “What mistakes would those be?” I demand, stopping my backward steps when I notice another couple around their age coming up from behind them.
