Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 154 Eric, Watch Out

Before I could say another word, Blake lunged forward.

I didn't even have time to explain the situation to Eric before he shoved me aside. The next second, he stepped up, locking into a fierce struggle with Blake.

I watched their clashing silhouettes, my instincts screaming at me to jump in and help.

Eric was tall and well-built, never one to slack off on training. Physically, he had the upper hand and could overpower Blake without much effort.

But Blake was desperate. To keep his identity from being exposed, he was fighting with reckless abandon, throwing everything he had into this struggle.

Then, I heard it—the sharp wail of approaching sirens.

Relief surged through me. The police were getting closer.

Within moments, officers flooded the building, securing all possible exits.

"You're surrounded! Surrender now and don't make this any harder on yourself!"

The officers' voices rang from every direction.

Even though Blake's face was hidden behind his mask, I could feel the wave of despair radiating off him. And then, he snapped.

Eric glanced

No!

My heart clenched.

by the window. If Blake tackled him

"Eric, watch out!"

he twisted away just in time. But it was too late. Blake's fingers had already latched onto

of an eye,

against my ribs. I bolted to the window and looked

a thing, so

police helped me downstairs,

Eric

had arrived

my mind and climbed into the

his eyes shut tight,

didn't even dare to ask how

be okay," she said. "When he fell, the second-floor awning broke his fall. There's no life-threatening danger. From what we can tell so far, aside from a fractured left arm and some internal bleeding in his chest, there shouldn't be

lifeline, easing the suffocating weight in my chest. I turned

washing over me.

he probably

anyway. If only I had told him my plan earlier. I had already

ever supposed to repay