Chapter 2009

Exhausted by the journey, all the group wanted was a respite. Sanctuary was just up ahead. If they could cross the bridge that was less than 40 yards away, then they could reach it, and yet standing before them was a hurdle nigh impossible to overcome. An army of one thousand stood before them, blocking the bridge. Even during their peak, not even they were confident they could charge through this army, let alone now when they were all exhausted.

The bespectacled man in the lead came up to them with a smile. "You must be Mr. Matthew Larson." He had one hand behind his back and a phone in his other. After he had compared the photo to Matthew, the man nodded. "Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Larson. I am... Ah, apologies, but a future leader like you does not need to know my name."

Matthew and his gang weren't answering. The man adjusted his glasses and said, "My employer has heard of your name, and he wishes to see you. I am here on his behalf. If you have no other business to attend to, please come with us."

Even though he expected a great obstacle between him and Bainbridge, he didn't expect it to be so great that it rendered them helpless. "Who is your employer, and what

about him. We do not know why he

nerves. "I say we cut the crap and kick this sissy's *ss! Then

anything, Freya had already placed her blade on the man's throat. "Out of our way or

face of death, the man was still not fazed. Instead, his lackeys started roaring and approaching Matthew and the gang, but they stopped when

Green, I have shown nothing but courtesy. This is rude on your part." He lashed his right hand out and moved away from the blade as if he was carried by a gust of wind. Because Freya was tired, she moved a

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