When Love Breaks by Jack

As soon as we entered, one of the men led us up a staircase without any railings. Looking up, I saw a middle-aged man with a fierce face, sitting with his leg crossed on a chair, and next to him, Ramona, still

unconscious and tied up!

“Ramona!” I hurried towards her.

Her frail body couldn’t withstand such rough handling!

But before I could get close, a gun was pressed against my temple as a warning.

“Jack!”

The middle-aged man, who previously seemed uninterested, now looked somewhat apprehensive. He slowly uncrossed his legs and smiled, “What are you doing? Ms. Webster is just worried about her grandma. No need to draw guns.”

“Understood.”

The gun was withdrawn from my head.

run down my spine. Despite his smile, his gaze was

cigar. “Ms. Webster, are you

you asked me

unnecessary talk and got straight to the

question.” Kane seemed genuinely entertained.

Click-

cocked. Mark aimed his handgun squarely at Kane, his expression determined and stern, “Then you’ll have to ask my gun if it

flicked the ash off his cigar, and looked at me. “Ms. Webster, no need to be on edge. I’m not here to rob or

Mark’s gun-bearing

“The will of Ramona.”

your relation with Dorothy

it was someone else, they wouldn’t need to inquire about the will to get

the will right off the bat, if it wasn’t

cigar, and stood up, clapping his hands as he walked towards me, his warning cold

mine, and

instinctively stepped back, “I don’t know the contents of Ramona’s will. I only heard