Game Over No Second Chances novel Chapter 295

Cole felt a chill run down his spine as he hurried downstairs.

The moment he stepped out of the hospital, everything went black.

Something was stuffed into his mouth before he could react. His arms were wrenched behind his back, and the bindings tightened. Someone grabbed him by the collar and effortlessly hauled him up.

Just who was it?

He struggled, but they tossed him into a car. A heavy kick landed on his back.

"You'd better behave and save your strength. You'll need it when we get there."

"Mmph…"

"I told you to shut up. We're not going to kill you, but some people can make you wish you were dead."

The kidnappers laughed smugly and slammed the door shut. The car sped away from the bustling city.

Cole had no idea how long had passed when nausea churned in his stomach. His head felt heavy. Just as he regained a sliver of clarity, someone dragged him out of the vehicle and threw him onto a concrete floor.

His nose hit the ground, and the air was thick with the metallic scent of blood, mixed with dampness and something bitter. It was something like dried herbs or wilted flowers.

He struggled to push himself up, letting up muffled grunts.

Someone yanked the cloth from his mouth.

"Who the hell are you? Do you know who I am? I'm the eldest great-grandson of Calvin Larson! How dare you kidnap me? Aren't you afraid that…"

"No one from the Larson family will ever know." A familiar voice came from above.