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

Logan’s neck, causing the child

‘dad‘ had ever sounded as heart–wrenchingly

humanity. If they truly harmed Logan, Matilda would never forgive him for as long as she

us a boat, or we kill him!” The gang shouted, “What is it, isn’t the life

out of nowhere, the

arm of the man holding him. The knife cut sharply across Logan’s neck, but he

man who had gripped him roared in pain, releasing his hold, and Logan seized the moment to jump down and bolt toward the dock. He kept falling, but he kept on running, his lithe figure sprinting with a do–or–die determination.

our chance! Go!”

who had been waiting eagerly, surged forward. Eventually, Logan

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

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

the horizon, unbeknownst to them, a sliver of light began to rise. The darkness

brink of dawn.

Logan at the port, facing the slowly rising sun behind