Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter115 Negotiation

"I do, a little," Lela admitted to Master Sylvester.

Master Sylvester Gomez didn't say much, a shadow of concern fleeting across his eyes, followed swiftly by a command. "These things are dangerous. I don't want you messing with them anymore, you hear?" With that, Master Sylvester tossed the gun to Mildred, who was trailing behind, and drove his car around Josh Fudge's stalled vehicle, heading deeper into the forest.

Lela was bewildered that Master Sylvester didn't probe any further but decided it was best to keep her mouth shut.

...

Inside his car, Josh Fudge tossed his gun aside, irritation written all over his face.

"What's going on here?"

His subordinate stuttered out a reply, "Mr. Fudge, it looks like we blew a tire."

Fudge glanced at his man in the rearview mirror, his look as venomous as a snake's. "What are you waiting for then? Get on the phone and call the crew!"

The subordinate, not wanting to be literally thrown to the beasts, quickly fumbled for his phone, hands shaking.

...

White lay in the underbrush, licking

shells. Even though it was a single shot,

been the primary weapon for apprehending suspects

at close range, the weapon wasn't deadly,

had dodged the worst, but some of the scattered pellets had

of blood seeped out, staining the white

his wounds, he suddenly sensed a familiar presence drawing near. Before he could even rise, a soft figure barreled into

know it's you, it's

holding him tight, her eyes welling up with

Mildred Gomez witnessed the scene and felt as if he'd been dealt the most severe blow of his life. Pointing at Lela, his eyes wide with shock, fingers trembling, tongue

Gomez harbored a deep discontent, feeling a bloodthirsty urge swelling within him. His long fingers were wrapped tightly

his fingers

Damn.

Annoying as hell.

watch for any predators. If

took up

finally stopped doubting the soft bundle

hand. A whimpering sound came from

listened closely, it was a mix of