“Uncle Cooper watched as the woman he loved struggled in the fire until she was reduced to nothing but ashes. And the person who planned all this was none other than Woody, his father whom he respected the most.”
As a soldier, Stanley had been on missions on the border and even to the real warzone. Having seen what death looked like, he couldn’t help but shudder when he heard that story. If he had been Cooper, he would have killed the entire family…
Curling his lips after the shiver passed through his body, Stanley mocked, “Your family is really sick!”
As they continued walking forward, the setting sun cast long silhouettes of two men and a dog. Despite being so close together on the ground, their shadows could never overlap, just like the gap separating them that was simply too big.
Just as he reached the military compound, Stanley received a call from Michael. “Stan, bring your aunt back within twenty minutes or I’ll break your legs.”
Puzzled, he asked, “Aunt Sophia is still not back yet? I watched her enter the supermarket to buy cat food with Gemma. Maybe she went to an Internet café to play online games. Don’t blame this on me.”
On the other end, Michael paused and then hung up suddenly, leaving Stanley to stare at his phone for a long time before he suddenly panicked. Anxious, he tried to call Sophia but no one picked up the phone, so he rushed to The Imperial only to find out that Sophia had disappeared together with Gemma.
Michael was shrouded in an icy darkness and the whole of The Imperial was enveloped in a suffocating environment, pushing in from all sides and making people breathless. While Michael sent his men to investigate, Stanley anxiously gave Sean a call.
Just earlier today, Sophia had revealed the amulet and she had disappeared by evening; nobody would believe it had nothing to do with the Mitchells. However, even before he could make the call, Sean had beat him to it and called him as though having a telepathic connection with him.
“Stan, Natasha has abducted Sophia and brought her to an abandoned warehouse. I’ll send the location to you. I’m making my way there now, so let Uncle Michael know about this immediately!”
Turned out it was indeed the Mitchells! Michael thought as he strode out of the house quickly and went to the location sent by Sean. I can’t believe the Mitchells! They actually have the guts to take her right under my watch. Well done!
As Michael left the house, he had also brought the amulet along. After dinner, Sophia had changed to go to the supermarket and took off the amulet.
Since that property had already been taken out, there was not much use to keep this amulet anymore; the Mitchells could keep it if they wanted it so badly!
Meanwhile in the basement of an abandoned warehouse in Bayside City, the black hood covering Sophia’s head was finally removed and she saw her kidnappers.
Without any windows around, she guessed that she was underground and the blinding light above lit up every corner of the room. She was bound to the chair while Gemma was lying on the floor. As Sophia wondered if Gemma was still alive, she saw that she was still breathing and that probably meant that she was alright.
Standing in front of her, a few bodyguards dressed in black fixed their eyes on her. At that moment, Natasha emerged from behind them, giving her a cold stare.
Sophia lifted her head to meet her gaze, but Natasha didn’t want to waste any time speaking with her so she gave her a phone. “Make a call and tell your family to send the amulet over. Or else, I’ll end your cheap life immediately.”
The cold muzzle pointed at her temple and she could hear the click of the safety being released, shaking her to the core. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for anyone to remain calm.
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