The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

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!"

quickly

up!" Judson's deep voice cut through the

to scream swallowed

entered, standing respectfully behind Judson. "Mr.

curtly, his demeanor icy

deeply asleep, undisturbed by the chaos

metal clinking open. He gently cradled the unconscious Nancy in his arms, as if she were the most

the cloth, pleading desperately, "Mr.

scramble up from the floor, but a sharp, overwhelming

froze, his breath caught in his

I won't dare try anything again, please,

with Nancy in his arms, paused at the doorway to look back

horror, but before

lighter

gasoline, and a

as the flames raced across the floor, devouring the wooden

slammed shut, sealing off the desperate

Judson, who had a stony expression on his face. "Judson, take her