Surrounded by mountains with a river in front and no bridge in sight, escape seemed an impossible feat without a helicopter. "Claire Floyd, wouldn't it be easier to just wait here for me?"

I spat in his face in response.

"Claude, Richard will find me soon enough!"

But my words only made him laugh. "Him? He's spread too thin."

"What have you done to him!" Panic set in.

"Nothing, he's exactly where he wants to be. Claire Floyd, consider this a warning: don't you dare show concern for another man when I'm around!"

As he spoke, he gestured towards Lydia who was being held behind him. "She helped you escape, did she? Cut off one of her fingers!"

The guard didn't hesitate, and Lydia's finger was severed in an instant.

"No!" I screamed.

But by the time I crawled over to her, Lydia was already in excruciating pain, clenching her hand, her face contorted in agony as tears streamed down her face.

"Claude, you're heartless. Lydia has watched over you since you were a child."

too. It's your fault for

and crawled to Lydia, picking up her finger and shouted at Claude, "Give me the first aid kit now. We can still reattach it if you act quickly." But Claude kicked the

this is your

my decision to run. Reattach Lydia's finger, I'll accept whatever

suffering because of me; I couldn't just stand by and do

trembling with pain,

picked up her finger

lose respect for you.

locking eyes with me fiercely before finally

side, even having a first aid kit ready, anticipating cutting off her

feel sorry for him; all the effort he put into earning his law degree,

care about

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elmet

away, kneeling down to perform makeshift surgery on

and stitching he

best as I

with a metal chain in his hand

knew escaping would be

finished treating Lydia, she was taken away, and

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