Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 663

There they were, a line of trash bins along the sidewalk.

Sawyer pointed to one of them, a green one, and nodded at Mr. Francis.

Francis swallowed hard, getting the hint. He walked over to the green bin.

Someone beside him lifted the lid.

"Ah..."

The moment the lid was opened, a terrified scream from Rebecca White filled the air, followed by low sobs and desperate pleas. "Please, don't come any closer... I'm begging you, stop, no more!"

Francis moved closer, peering down at her.

Rebecca White was curled up in a tiny ball, her clothes and face smeared with dirt, the very picture of misery.

Before hiding in there, who knows what she had encountered? Her face bore scratches, and her knuckles were scraped.

Were there more injuries elsewhere on her body?

Francis felt a pang of concern. He needed to get her out of there, fast!

He reached out his hand toward Rebecca White. "Rebecca White..."

"Ah!"

Just hearing his voice made Rebecca White scream in panic. "Stay back! Don't come any closer!"

flailed her arms in the air as she

Leave

scared off anyone who had come looking

stepping back but instead

rigid at his touch, fear evident in her

"Rebecca White!"

her in such a state, Francis wrapped his arm

quickly leaned down to

Can

still half-doubting, leaned against his

"Yes, it's me, Henson."

gentle. "You remember

White nodded slowly, recognition dawning on

she could

she felt a wave of safety wash

saved her life before... he was

"I won't hurt you."

patiently coaxing her. "Come on, let's get you out of here. You need a shower, a change of clothes, and then we'll have

en

IMS

began to relax slightly, though fear still lingered. Hesitantly, she nodded. "It's a

looked around, wondering how she had managed to climb in there

moment's thought, he apologized, "Sorry, this might be a bit intrusive... I have to lift you

grasped her waist, lifting her like a child, out of the

"Ah."

instinctively wrapped her arms around