Daddy Is Coming, and No One Will Survive

Chapter 40

Junior stepped out of the car and briskly walked over to the taxi. He glanced inside and saw no one, only two cell phones and Rosemary's purse scattered on the seat.

A surge of ice-cold rage erupted from him. There was no doubt that something had happened to the sisters!

"There's a surveillance camera over there. We should be able to track them!" Timothy looked around and spotted a surveillance camera not far away. He then took out his phone and dialed Fatty Jones's number, describing the situation.

"What!? Unbelievable!" Fatty Jones exclaimed. "Give me three minutes, I'll get the surveillance footage!"

"Hurry!" Timothy nodded and hung up the phone.

"Could it be one of the three major families?" Timothy asked as they got back into the car.

"Highly likely!" Junior's body exuded a murderous chill. "Rosemary has only been back in Eastoria for a few days after five years, and she's already being targeted. Apart from those three families, I can't think of anyone else!"

"But why?" Timothy asked again. "Did they find out something about those families?"

"I don't know!" Junior shook his head. "Let's find Rosemary first. If it's indeed one of them, then so be it!"

"Okay!" Timothy nodded. "Junior, don't worry too much. They shouldn't be in immediate danger. Otherwise, the other side wouldn't have just abducted them!"

Junior took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a drag, his eyes sharp.

Ring! Ring!

Three minutes later, Timothy's phone rang.

"Did you find anything?" Timothy pressed the answer button and asked in a deep voice.

"It's Leroy McCormick's men!" Fatty Jones's voice came through the phone, filled with anger. "I'll send you the address first. Talk later!"

"Okay!" Timothy nodded and hung up the phone.

Half a minute later, Fatty Jones's message came through. Timothy set up the navigation and stepped on the gas pedal.

Junior then dialed Fatty Jones's number again, putting it on speaker.

"Who are they?" the voice on the other end asked sharply.

"Leroy McCormick is the second-in-command in Eastoria's underworld, representing the local force," Fatty Jones responded.

"Mr. Eight's underling?" Junior continued to inquire.

"No!" Fatty Jones replied again. "Leroy McCormick and Mr. Eight have always been at odds, often having minor conflicts. Mr. Eight has wanted to eliminate him for a long time, but Leroy McCormick has the backing of Eastoria's major families, so Mr. Eight hasn't dared to make a big move."

"As expected!" Junior confirmed his suspicions upon hearing this.

"W... What do you mean?" Fatty Jones was puzzled.

"He kidnapped Rosemary on behalf of his backers!" Junior paused slightly before continuing, "Notify Mr. Eight to go to the destination immediately. We're delivering a special gift to him today!"

"Got it!" After a brief moment of confusion, Fatty Jones responded loudly. He naturally understood Junior's meaning. After today, there would be no more Leroy McCormick in Eastoria!

"That's it for now. We'll talk later if needed," Junior said, then hung up the phone.

"They're really asking for it!" Timothy angrily said as he drove.

"People who do evil deeds deserve no mercy!" Junior's tone was icy. "I was originally planning to let them live a little longer, but it seems they feel they've lived long enough!"

***

Meanwhile, about five or six kilometers from the taxi crash site, inside a private club.

In a luxurious private room on the third floor, Rosemary and Harley huddled together on the sofa, their faces filled with panic. Their clothes were disheveled, and they trembled in fear.

Facing them sat a man in his forties, with a fierce countenance exuding a bloodthirsty chill. He was none other than Leroy McCormick, the second-in-command of Eastoria's underworld. Behind Leroy McCormick stood four burly men, also notorious thugs.

"Tsk tsk, Mr. McCormick, these two sisters are really damn good-looking!" one of the men with a crew cut licked his dry lips and spoke.

"Of course, otherwise how could she be called the number one beauty of Eastoria!" another man responded. "I just didn't expect her sister to be so beautiful too. They're really a pair of top-notch beauties!"

"You bastards, what do you want?" Harley gritted her teeth and shouted, "I warn you, if you dare to mess around, my brother-in-law won't let you off!"

"Oh, you already have a brother-in-law? Is he very powerful? I'm so scared!" The man with the crew cut continued to eye the two sisters lasciviously, his eyes flashing with intense lust.

"Who are you people? Why did you kidnap us?" Rosemary took a deep breath, steadied her emotions, and looked at Leroy McCormick.

"Five years ago, did you save someone from the Dutt family?" Leroy McCormick lit a cigar and took a puff.

"Huh?" Both Rosemary and Harley were stunned. She hadn't expected them to come for this! Over the years, she had been worried about this day, sometimes waking up from nightmares! In the past year, this worry had faded a bit. She had thought that after five years, nothing would happen again. But unexpectedly, it still came!

As Harley heard Leroy McCormick's words, she glanced at Rosemary, somewhat surprised. Her sister had never mentioned this incident to her.

"Tell me, who was the person you saved, and where is he now? I'll let you go!" Leroy McCormick could see Rosemary's panic in her eyes with just one glance.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I've never saved anyone!" Rosemary steadied her emotions once again.

"Are you sure you're not going to tell me?" Leroy McCormick exhaled a smoke ring and spoke coldly.

"If I didn't do it, what can I say?" Rosemary took a deep breath and responded.

"I didn't want to resort to violence, but why do you have to force me?" Leroy McCormick's eyes narrowed slightly, then he waved his hand toward the four men behind him. "What are you waiting for? Aren't you tempted by this stunning beauty?"

"Thank you, Mr. McCormick!" The four men's eyes lit up simultaneously, and the man with the crew cut immediately walked toward Rosemary.

"What do you want? Don't come over!" Rosemary shouted, protecting her sister.

"Get out of the way!" The man with the crew cut slapped her aside with a palm, sending her tumbling onto the sofa. "Don't rush, let your sister taste our power first, and then it'll be your turn later!"

"You bastard!" Harley shouted loudly.

"Huh, little beauty, let's go. If you want to scream, you can scream all you want after we get into bed!" The man with the crew cut eyed Rosemary's figure, his Adam's apple bobbing several times. After speaking, he reached out toward Rosemary's chest.

"Get away!" Harley trembled all over, pushing the man with the crew cut's hand away.

Snap! The man with the crew cut narrowed his eyes and slapped her in the face, leaving a palm print on Harley's face.

Crackle! Immediately after, he ripped a hole in Harley's sweater, revealing a stretch of snowy white neck.