A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 193

Once they boarded the boat, capturing them would be a whole lot trickier! The open sea offered too many avenues for escape; they couldn’t let them set foot on that deck!

The order came down from the cops, “Surround them!”

“Don’t come any closer!” The kidnapper bellowed, having spotted the sudden appearance of the police force, “Your son is still in our clutches!”

In that moment, Yvan truly understood the meaning of a fate worse than death.

He pondered, when he had uttered such words to Matilda, when he’d used Logan to threaten her, did she feel as helpless and anxious as he did now?

In her eyes, he was nothing but a devil, a kidnapper who had stolen every ounce of happiness from her life.

Yvan’s eyes reddened as he yelled, “I advise you to give up the struggle now!”

“Mr. Boyd, leave the expertise to us,” came a voice from the SWAT team stepping forward, negotiating with the criminals, “You’re surrounded. There’s no chance you’re boarding that ship. Cease your resistance, or there’s no turning back from the consequences!”

But they were desperados, weren’t they? How could they possibly heed the call?

no turning back long ago! Step any closer and I’ll do it–I’ll really do it!”

causing the child to struggle violently, “Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me!

‘dad‘ had ever sounded as heart–wrenchingly desperate as Logan’s plea.

These people had lost all humanity. If they truly harmed

us a boat, or we kill him!” The gang shouted, “What

nowhere, the

from who knows where, bit into the arm of the man holding him. The knife cut sharply across Logan’s neck, but he wasn’t frightened. He bit down until blood was

pain, releasing his hold, and Logan seized the moment to jump down and bolt toward the dock. He kept falling, but he kept on

chance! Go!”

hot–blooded cops, who had been waiting eagerly, surged forward. Eventually, Logan stood

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entrance, bloodied but unbowed, and the criminals, having lost their bargaining chip, were quickly subdued and restrained

core. Logan’s bite was borne out of pain; he had

of light began to rise. The

brink of dawn.

the port, facing the slowly rising sun behind him, and he