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 filled

cut through the noise, carrying a chilling authority that

were about to scream swallowed

two towering men in black entered, standing respectfully behind Judson. "Mr. Buchanan,

curtly, his demeanor icy as

deeply asleep, undisturbed by the chaos

raised his gun and fired at the shackles, the metal clinking open. He

out the cloth, pleading desperately, "Mr. Green, please spare me! I'll

the floor, but a

froze, his breath caught

dare try anything again, please, just let

at the doorway to look back at Hackett sprawled on the floor. "Save it

eyes widened in horror, but

tossed a lighter

small flame met the gasoline, and a raging

had no time to escape as the flames raced across the floor, devouring the

slammed shut, sealing off the desperate

Judson, who had a stony expression on his face. "Judson, take her to the hospital. I'll