You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The Heath residence.

Otis sat on the couch, lit a cigar and puffed hard.

The ashtray in front of him was filled with cigarette butts.

His face was livid, and his forehead was clearly swollen with veins. All the blood in his body had rushed to his face, and his eyes were as red as a wild animal.

"Asshole!"

Everyone was trembling when they heard his thunderous voice.

"Mr. Robertson, I'm sorry.” Eugene was so frightened that his face was white and he hurriedly knelt on the ground.

“It's been a few days! So many guards! What are you all doing? How dare you let her escape with that Tommy right under your noses!" Otis exploded with anger and stood up violently.

Looking at Eugene, who was already shivering, he was even more angry.

mistakes were

could never

of Eugene's hand and

to hold back the sharp pain. The

skin came from the back of his

Tommy grew up inside the military, so he was extremely familiar with the routes, plus it rained that night and the rain cleared the traces,

in a shaky voice, "By the time we realized they had fled, it was too late. They had already gone away. And, again, we couldn't send people all over the city to search for them, so we

of them are trash!" Otis moved his

drew back his hand, the back of which was burnt with a charred hole from the cigar, and he felt chills

have escaped the city?" Eugene asked, holding back

way." Otis immediately

give up yet. Since the bitch dared to escape and took Tommy

was careless

of Charlotte closely in order to cover up, and

without enough money. Keep looking for her. I don't believe she would just disappear.” Otis bellowed, "You keep an eye

do to Joyce, whose capabilities

wanted to follow the line