Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 435

Chandler struggled to pull out a tightly wrapped red plastic bag from deep within his clothing, a small bundle that he then placed in my hand. "Find a way to get this to a trusted police officer. Tell them it's from badge number 051824. They'll understand what it means once they have it."

I took the red plastic bag from him, and he suddenly coughed up a large amount of blood. Seeing him like this, I began to tremble uncontrollably. I shook my head repeatedly, trying to assure him that I would not let anything happen to him.

However, his condition was deteriorating rapidly.

I knew I was getting too anxious. I looked around, hoping that Gregory would arrive soon.

Chandler's face grew even paler, and in my desperation to prevent anything from happening to him, I contemplated how to get past the electrified fence. I walked up to the edge of the fence, trying to come up with a plan.

However, before I could think of a solution, I heard a muffled groan behind me. I quickly turned around and witnessed a shocking scene.

Rebecca, seemingly out of nowhere, had approached Chandler. In her hand, she held a sharp curved knife that she ruthlessly thrust into Chandler's chest. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

"Mr. Copper!" I stared wide-eyed, completely shocked by what had just happened.

Seeing Chandler fall to the ground, Rebecca took a few steps back in panic. She looked at me with trembling hands and kept shaking her head. "I didn't want it to be like this. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't want this."

Watching her stumble away, I fell to the ground beside Chandler in a state of panic, desperately trying to hold him up. I choked back my tears and called out to him, "Chan... Mr. Copper."

Chandler's breath grew weaker, and blood continued to trickle from his lips. He looked at me, his voice feeble and resigned. "It seems like... I really can't go back now."

I shook my head, struggling to breathe as my throat tightened. Tears were streaming uncontrollably down my face.

Chandler gazed at me, mustering a faint smile. "Child, thank you for taking care of me for all this time. If you can make it back safely, please deliver a message to the Youngs in Lake City for me. Tell them that Kobe Young died without any regrets, and they shouldn't keep looking."