As the car traveled at breakneck speed, Winnie felt excruciating pain from her injured organs.

She gave Harold an indifferent look. “Where are you heading?”

Ignoring her, Harold popped his head out of the car window to look at the helicopter above their heads. Finally, he turned around and smiled. “I’m taking you away. Do you feel excited already?”

Winnie sneered. “You’ve stolen the goods from under the terrorists’ noses. You must have found a buyer, right? Who is he? Where are you making the exchange?”

“Why are you brazenly asking me about these secret details?”

“What else should I do? It’s not like we have anything in common to talk about.”

“Why not?” Harold ran his fingers across Winnie’s cheek. “As a grown man and woman, aren’t there plenty of things for us to explore?”

“You’re disgusting!” Winnie turned her face away. When her gaze finally returned to Harold, her eyes were brimming with contempt.

While irritated by the way Winnie was looking at him, he could see in her eyes a reflection of his ugly self—one that even he was reluctant to look straight in the eyes.

As rage began to overwhelm him, he felt the urge to dig out Winnie’s beautiful eyes.

Nonetheless, he kept his impulses in check. Picking up a bag and emptying the bullets inside, he subsequently draped it over Winnie’s head.

She could no longer see where they were going as the car sped down the road.

Despite that, the helicopter hovering above their heads was still well within earshot.

Subsequently, their car came to an abrupt stop after seemingly hitting something. By the time Harold removed the bag over her head, Winnie realized that it was already dawn.

She scanned the surroundings and was stunned by what she saw—a school.

As the village school had worn-out facilities, its gate swung open upon being crashed into.

man who worked as a security guard

closed the metal gate before firing two warning

a group of young children with red scarves tied around their necks was happily playing on the school field. The sudden arrival of Harold and his

chaos, Harold’s men fired their guns

on, the teachers began to grab the fleeing students to stop

threatened all

Winnie staggered

are you doing? Why are you causing trouble

are still hot on our tail, so what do you think I’m doing here? Let me tell you, compared to adults, children are a lot easier to control. With so many here,

stare. “If a hostage is all you want, am I not

still. You were never a hostage to me. I won’t let you go after capturing you painstakingly. I want to keep you by my side and toy with you slowly so that you suffer a fate worse than death. Only then will vengeance be

shoved Winnie into a classroom

arrived and quickly

hostage, the police took

negotiations between both sides

to all of Harold’s demands on account of the

fell

windows, Harold’s men had

had an exposed nail that Winnie discreetly ground against the belt that was

see what was behind her, she accidentally

was soon rewarded when she managed to cut

her dexterity, she finally

won freedom, she

softly hashing out their next steps, she seized upon the

officers and two figures

one of them to be Lisanne

figured that James must have kept

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