Owen's POV
I watched him. My heart raced and my head was filled up instantly with scenarios. He was right. With Waylen out of the way I will get everything I want.
I made my decision in an instant. It wasn't a difficult decision.
"No" I murmured.
"No?" He looked surprised.
I was surprised too.
"That's right, no. You are right, your death will make things easier for me but luckily for both of us, I am not in the habit of killing my children's father. So, no"
I started to walk away when he spoke again.
"Are you in the habit of putting five year olds in a grave because that's exactly what will happen if we don't find her? You know this Owen, there is no guarantee that your mother will keep her word"
I turned around and I was pissed.