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Henry gently rested his hand on me to reassure me as the tingling sensation kept surging through me. In a split second, Henry reached for a large toy. It was almost as thick as my thigh. As I looked at it, fear crept up my spine. Seeing that he was about to push it in, I quickly pressed my legs together to stop him. But Henry seemed almost possessed. He forcefully pushed my legs apart and tried to shove the toy into my sex. I struggled hard, refusing to give in.

“COME HERE NOW!” Henry raced onto the field with a blank expression, dressed in black cargo pants and matching tee. The man resembled a skyscraper with a weight-lifter’s physique, broad shoulders and bulky muscles. One punch from this man could kill you. A cruel smile stretched across Cassandra’s lips, “Don’t look so scared, Henry won’t kill you unless I tell him to.” I burst out laughing, tears brimming at the corners of my eyes. Cassandra blinked, stunned and agitated. “What the fuck are you laughing at? Do you have a death wish.” She screeched.

Tick tock! Tick tock! Tick tock! The sound of the wall clock could be loudly heard in the dark room illuminated with neon lights. A man tied to a chair with his mouth taped, shivered in fear—he felt rather than heard the heavy footsteps of the man approaching, signifying danger. His teeth clattered, beads of sweat formed on his forehead, his heart sinking to the pit of his stomach. Two men dressed in black with matching color of hats stood beside him, gun in their hands.

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“You saw them?” “Yes.” “Describe him.” I hesitated, then said, “Tall. Broad shoulders. Black hoodie. He didn’t try to hide. He wanted me to see him.” Joseph’s face darkened. “That sounds like a warning.” “I already told security to sweep the perimeter,” Jillian said. Joseph nodded slowly, then turned to me again. “And you’re sure it wasn’t someone from the staff?” “No. His eyes—he looked like he wanted me to know I wasn’t safe.”

“I’ll wring Greene's neck if he harms Hwan any more than he already has. We need to figure out the story we’ll tell to get in and get out.” “I know, just let me eat something to help me think. Shit, I wonder how Maya dated that psycho.” I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl. “Don't make me remember that, I might do Earth a favour and actually kill him.” “Speaking of Maya, did the injury heal up?” Henry asked as he reached for a carton of milk. The apple on its way to my mouth froze mid-air. “What injury?” I asked carefully. He spun around and gaped at me like I had just uttered to dumbest thing he had ever heard.

Or should I say, giving me a bad look. “What a lucky dog,” he said to me before finally passing us. Maybe he will go to the mini gym on the third floor to practice. “Be careful on your way home, Henry. The dog with dangerous rabies might bite you,” I told him with a serious face. Henry just looked at me evilly but didn’t say anything. Then he opened the door to the mini gym. “Be careful of Henry, Shanra. We know him. He’s a bad person,” Tom warned me as we boarded the elevator.

Edward Michel Tiernen knew that well. After unfastening his sheath, he pulled out his sword and carefully put the sheath on the stone ground. He was so desperate and afraid that I felt disgusted. To kill this would be tantamount to clearing dung with a sword. Still, someone had to do it. And that dung would be cleared by me. The fatty didn’t attack first. I stepped forward, slowly, warily. “Remember, Alex. Cowardly beasts have the most dangerous venom.” If not for Henry, I would have missed his lightning-fast double attack. With his right hand, he lunged at me with a sword, and with his left, he simply tried to graze me—just a little bit, just a graze...

“You don’t get to play the victim, Uncle Henry. You left me. Just like he did.” Henry looked down, his shoulders slumping. “I know. And I’ll never forgive myself for that.” I placed a hand on Mandy’s knee, grounding her. “What about now?” I asked. “What can you tell us about Horizon Enterprises now? Are they still involved in the same activities?” Henry nodded slowly. “They’ve changed their face, but their core is the same. They’re still dangerous, still willing to do whatever it takes to protect their interests. If they’ve come after you, it’s because they see you as a threat.”

But Henry was still calm. Still waiting Jarek exhaled. Then, slowly, he smiled. A real smile this time. The kind that sent chills down my spine. “The scroll,” he mused. “That’s a dangerous thing to ask for.” Henry’s voice was steady. “We’ll pay.” Jarek chuckled. “With what? Your lives?” Henry shook his head. “With me.” Silence. Jarek blinked. Then he laughed again. Longer this time. Louder.