When Darryl rushed over, he saw Alfredo walk out of the room. Despite not knowing what happened, Darryl knew instantly that Rachelle had controlled the head of the bandits by the way Alfredo stood at the door like a statue.
'Interesting.'
Darryl's eyes flickered, and he put on a smile.
'That woman is not that simple.'
For a moment, Darryl had the urge to barge in and question Rachelle, but after a second thought, he dismissed that idea.
'It wouldn't be interesting to expose her just like that. I'll see what she's up to tomorrow.'
Then, he left quietly and returned to his room to rest.
…
The following day, as Darryl was still fast asleep, he was awakened by a loud knock on the door.
Then, a mountain bandit said impolitely, "Hey, I'm here to send you away from the cottage. Get up now. Don't dawdle because if my boss changes his mind, it'll be too late."
Darryl sat up, rubbing his eyes. When he heard that, he laughed and answered, "Okay, I'll get up now."
Immediately, Darryl got down from the bed and opened the door. He saw the mountain bandit standing outside the door, looking impatient, and he had a black cloth in his hand.
"Blindfold yourself." The mountain bandit threw the black cloth to Darryl and said sternly, "Don't fool around. No one had ever walked out of this cottage. You're the first."
Darryl nodded and said, "I understand." Then, he blindfolded himself with the black cloth.
After that, the mountain bandit did not say a word and brought Darryl away from the cottage. In the end, the mountain bandit brought him to a junction at the foot of the mountain and left to return to the cottage.
At that moment, Darryl stood at the junction, looking in the direction of the cottage, and started pondering.
'That woman will be even more frustrated when she finds out I've left the cottage.'
'Forget it. I don't care anymore since I've gotten out of there.'
Then, he turned around and left.
Rachelle saw that, and she scoffed. Without any hesitation, she lifted her hand and hit the top of Alfredo's head.
Boom!
A loud sound was heard. Before Alfredo could cry out in pain, his brain burst instantly, and fresh blood spilled onto the floor. He collapsed to the ground and died.
'Gross…' Rachelle rubbed the blood splashed onto her body, and her delicate face was filled with disgust and contempt.
Then, Rachelle decided to take a look at Darryl. 'He should still be sleeping now.'
"Boss!" However, before she walked out of the door, she heard someone call her. Then, someone shouted at the door, "Boss, it's time to wake up. We made a plan for a robbery this morning. You didn't forget about that, right?"
It was Rawlins.
Rachelle frowned. 'Why is he here?'
As she thought, she said, "Your boss is still resting. Don't disturb us."
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