Kate's eyes were covered, and her voice trembled with fear, "Let me go!" Richard remained silent, the cold back of the knife sliding across her throat.

"I know it's you, Richard, isn't it!" Though her voice trembled, the blindfold didn't prevent her from accurately guessing it was Richard. But it wasn't me.

Richard still didn't speak.

"Richard, let me go, or Claude won't let you off the hook. Just let me go, and I promise I'll ensure Claude doesn't give you a hard time," she tried to coax information out of Richard with her words. But Richard's grip tightened suddenly, and the knife accidentally nicked her neck, drawing a faint line of blood.

Terrified, Kate screamed, "Don't kill me. Please don't kill me! I'll tell you a secret!"

Hearing it, Richard moved the knife away from Kate's neck.

Kate asked, "Do you want to know where Claire has gone? If I tell you she's dead, will you let me go?"

With a swift motion, the knife left a mark on Kate's face, accompanied by her scream. "It hurts! My face!"

Richard stared her down fiercely, his knife ruthlessly scratching her cheek.

Sobbing and holding her face, Kate pleaded, "I'll tell you where Claire is, and you'll let me go, right?"

Somewhat moved, Richard ripped the blindfold off and coldly demanded, "Where?"

Between sobs and laughter, Kate mocked him, "You didn't believe she was dead, but you'll believe she's alive?"

Richard raised the knife toward her eyes. "Talk properly!"

said obediently, "If I tell you, and you don't let me go, what then? Maybe do something

shook my head from the side. "Richard, don't

the knife into her palm.

turned pale, and she was sweaty like hell, her spirit breaking. Her previously arrogant demeanor

Kate's trap. But this

Serenity Bluff wasn't where we used to hike. Could it be the cabin

What did you do to her?"

she's there. It has nothing to do with me. I know, but I

stunned by her expression. Battered as

save her, it's not like you couldn't," Richard hit her relentlessly, turning

kept begging,

to kill you yet. You better pray Claire is okay, or

up, trembling and crying, "But I received a document yesterday. It stated Claire was dead. I seriously don't know if she

But why should she regret anything? She knew where I was

Kate at all, not

also stunned. After securing Kate tightly, he left

smirk. A chill ran through me. Could there be a trap?

called Claude. "If you don't act now, prepare to

were brief to prevent his signal

won't let

Richard and tell him to quit this craziness, not knowing the traps that might be

truth and

returned to the police station, hoping to find something

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