Chapter 683

The name echoed, tugging at the frayed edges of Aaron’s tightly wound heartstrings.

“Aaron, help me

Marilla’s pale face was streaked with tears, each one falling from her long lashes and landing on Aaron’s chest.

He wanted to comfort her, but any reassurance could provoke the hostage–taker, making her situation even more perilous.

Aaron met Marilla’s gaze before shifting his attention to the man’s bloodshot, terrifying eyes.

“Don, take a breath, buddy. The girl’s innocent. She doesn’t know your story, never met those five kids – she’s just an outsider here. How ‘bout this: I’ll be your hostage. Let her go, and you take me instead.”

Marilla’s teary eyes followed Aaron as he cautiously approached the captor, waves of guilt washing over her.

How could she have been so foolish? If only she’d waited patiently in the classroom for Lily to return. If only she hadn’t been so clumsy, maybe she could’ve outrun this.

But it was too late for what–ifs.

As Aaron edged closer, Don roared, “Don’t come any closer! I’ll slit her throat and jump, we’ll both be done for! Don’t think I can’t see right through you! You want to trade places and then fight me? You’re a cop; you think I can take you? I’ve already taken two lives what’s one more at this point?!”

Aaron’s face was stern, his heartbeat hammering against his ribs, “I get it; I really do. I don’t have a daughter, but if someone hurt my sister like this, I wouldn’t stand for it either. I’d want justice for my family.”

Don’s pupils shrank, the knife against Marilla’s neck trembling, its cold blade biting into her skin.

“I know your daughter was a student here, that those five guys hurt her, right? School bullying, isn’t that what they call it?”

Marilla’s eyes widened in shock as painful memories exploded in her mind, ringing in her ears, a relentless barrage of taunts.

think you belong in school? Can

a normal school;

“Stay away from her – she’s crazy! Who knows, maybe it’s

like malevolent spirits. In agony she shut her eyes

as he spoke again, his voice hoarse, “I truly want to help you! You’ve made a mistake, but don’t compound it with another. Your daughter’s still fighting for her life in the hospital. You should be there

burden of your crime. How can she bear it, so young and already

negotiation skills of a seasoned detective. His words were simple and powerfu!, striking at the heart.

sincere – a lethal weapon

with the perpetrator, treating them as a victim, which often broke through their psychological defenses.

heartfelt appeal seemed to

cops talk a good game but

deal with those five beasts more than once! Just

of righteous anger. The Elmsworth Academy of Fine Arts was outside their jurisdiction; only now, with a criminal case, had they been

elite’s offspring and

I understand your pain”

its prior terror for a touch of heartbreaking resolve, I’ve been

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your daughter

taken aback, “What did

shadow, and find justice,” Marilla struggled against the suffocating fear, which made

girl like you

Abernathy family. Don’t

Abernathy. My sister–in–law is an

Any other girl would have been paralyzed with fear,

Ashbourne is your sister–in–law?”

a smartphone these days, especially an Abernathy

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