Chapter 127

Judson stood on the edge of the room, looking down at the man kneeling at his feet as though he were nothing more than an ant.

"Tie him up for me."

The words slipped out cold and effortless, devoid of any warmth. Hackett's eyes widened in terror, but before he could utter a word, he was hoisted off the ground like a ragdoll.

A wad of cloth was shoved into his mouth.

"Mmmph!!!"

Hackett wasn't the only one who sensed the looming danger; his cohorts, too, began to feel the urge to flee.

But before they could even take a step-

Bang-

A silenced bullet pierced through Hackett's knee.

"AAAAHHH!"

agony quickly

deep voice cut through the

to scream swallowed

in black entered, standing respectfully behind Judson. "Mr. Buchanan, it's ready," one of

his demeanor icy as

undisturbed by

the shackles, the metal clinking open. He gently

turned to leave, Hackett spat out the cloth, pleading

scramble up from the floor, but a sharp, overwhelming scent of gasoline

his breath caught in his

try anything again, please,

his arms, paused at the doorway to look

widened in horror, but before he could respond,

a lighter into

the gasoline, and

raced across the floor, devouring the wooden boards and

sealing off the desperate

on his face. "Judson, take her

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