Chapter 104 Failure

“Rocky, it seems the Zimmerman family has called the police. I heard from some guys that they are setting up checkpoints at the airports and train stations. Should we change our location? It’ll be problematic if they discover our whereabouts.”

Rocky didn’t respond at once.

Next to Finnegan’s old residence was Josephine’s house. A hoodlum hurriedly entered the building, whose power had been cut off long ago.

Rocky emerged from the darkness. “The Zimmerman family contacting the police is within my expectation. Still, it doesn’t matter. By the time they think of looking here, we would’ve long completed our tasks. Besides, they may not even find this place!”

“Rocky, have you heard from that Mr. Chomsky?”

Rocky glanced at his watch and said, “He wants Finnegan to cure his son, so I gave him some more time. He should contact me soon.”

A menacing look flashed across his eyes as he spoke. “Once we lure Finnegan here and eliminate him, we’ll do away with his parents, then let the boys have some fun with his sister. His entire family will pay for my brother’s death!”

The lackey instantly grew visibly excited. “I’ve seen pictures of Finnegan’s sister. She’s quite pretty.”

“You’ll be able to lay your hands on her soon.” Rocky patted his subordinate’s shoulder. “But for now, we must remain vigilant. Instruct the others to shoot Finnegan on sight as soon as he shows up!”

Having witnessed Finnegan’s combat skills, Rocky knew even a dozen ordinary men wouldn’t be his match.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t mobilize more men at that moment, so he gathered ten of his most trusted subordinates and spent a hefty amount to purchase some firearms.

Rocky planned to shoot Finnegan to death with a hail of bullets the moment the latter appeared, ensuring he had no chance to retaliate.

The lackey nodded and turned around. “I’ll tell the others right away.”

Thud!

The second he spun on his heels, he abruptly froze, and a faint scent of blood permeated the air as an arrow pierced his chest.

Behind him, Rocky inquired, “Hey, why did you stop?”

The next moment, the lackey fell backward without a sound.

Rocky hastily moved forward to support his subordinate, and under the dim light filtering in from outside, he noticed the arrow sticking out from the lackey’s chest.

facial expression changed drastically as he sensed

Bang! Bang! Bang!

|||

as he was about to warn his subordinates outside, incessant gunshots rang

the lackeys shouted anxiously,

his fallen subordinate, dashed outside at

blend seamlessly with the shadows, each wielding a pitch-black dagger, taking cover to avoid

nine subordinates stationed outside, only five

had

wasn’t the time to dwell on that. Rocky quickly took out his gun and pointed the muzzle at one of the figures in black.

black-clad people reacted swiftly, letting fly another arrow, which penetrated

as his gun

inside the

these people? Could they be sent by Ms. Wahlstrom?” Gritting his teeth, Rocky pulled the arrow out

felt utterly baffled and furious, so livid that he had. the urge

“Ahh!”

people in black have taken down more than half of us. This is more depressing than when Finnegan wreaked havoc in Ark that night. After all, we’ve equipped ourselves with guns! Don’t tell me these people

clearly spiraling out of control

peeked outside, only to see one of his men killed by a

remaining two lackeys seemed to have run out of bullets, hiding and not daring to expose themselves.

figures slowly

this be happening? Am I going to fail before even meeting with Finnegan? While those thoughts raced through Rocky’s mind,

making up his mind and bolting toward the window at the back of the house.

one would’ve arrived there within such a short

24

moment as getting to safety took precedence over anything else. Taking Bernice along as a bargaining chip will only diminish my chances of escaping. Besides, I

after

fled through it, the two black-clad. people entered. One of them wielded

our superior to eliminate the small fries. Someone wants that leader alive. Let’s

all of Rocky’s subordinates were wiped out. Subsequently, the black-clad quartet left as discreetly as they had come.

weren’t for the ten corpses lying in the courtyard, no one would’ve suspected

over ten police cars

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255