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Chapter 571: No rest for the wicked
Standing by the doorway, Isabella felt a lump form in her throat, while Caleb lowered his head, a mixture of guilt and solemn relief washing over his aging features.Alistair stood with his hands loosely folded behind his back, his golden eyes observing the reunion with quiet stillness.After a long moment, he stepped forward, his presence as soothing as a cool mountain breeze.With a gentle tap of his finger against the iron restraints bound around Martha's wrists, the metal locks clicked and fell away instantly, clattering onto the floorboards.Martha rubbed her red, chafed wrists, pulling Viola even tighter into her embrace.She looked up at Alistair through a blur of tears, her face pale with profound gratitude."... I... I don't know how to..." Martha stammered, her voice cracking. "Thank you. Thank you! I will accept any punishment the Bolton family gives me. I'll spend the rest of my life making amends... just please, spare my daughter!"Caleb stepped forward, his voice gruff b
Chapter 570: A mother daughter reunion
Alistair paused, his golden eyes drifting to Denise.He noted the white-knuckle grip she maintained on the edge of the counter, the fierce, protective stance she took despite her trembling limbs, and the raw courage it took to stand between a stranger and the child she had risked her life to safeguard."A friend," Alistair replied softly, adjusting the cuff of his jacket. "And someone who appreciates those who stand to protect the innocent. Relax, miss. Your ordeal is over."Before Denise could formulate another question, heavy, hurried footsteps thundered down the hallway from the upper floor.Three armed mercenaries burst into the passage, weapons raised, alerted by the sound of Jace crashing through the door."Jace! What the hell happened?!" the lead guard yelled, aiming his rifle into the dust-filled kitchen.Alistair didn't turn around.He simply flicked his wrist behind him.An invisible wave of compressed Qi erupted outward, catching all three operatives in mid-stride.The forc
Chapter 569: Denise resolve
Looking at the heavy metal spatula in her hand and the small, ground-floor window above the sink, Denise's resolve hardened. They were going to escape tonight, or they were going to die trying.Denise set the mixing bowl aside with calculated quiet, her knuckles white around the handle of the heavy cast-iron skillet she had quietly unhooked from the rack."Viola," Denise whispered, leaning close so her breath barely stirred the little girl’s hair. "I need you to be as quiet as a little mouse. We’re going to play a game. We’re going to climb out that window, and we can’t make a single peep. Okay?"Viola’s eyes went wide, but she gave a fierce, solemn nod, pressing her tiny hands over her mouth.Denise pulled a sturdy wooden chair beneath the high, narrow window above the sink.Her plan was desperate—unlatching the lock, hoisting Viola through first, and then squeezing her own frame through before the guards upstairs noticed the silence from the kitchen.She stepped onto the chair, her
Chapter 568: Ending up in a nightmare
Alistair merely leaned forward slightly, his golden irises swirling with an ancient, terrifying authority that locked onto her very soul."They hold your daughter in fear," Alistair whispered, his tone an absolute promise. "Tell me where she is, and I will destroy the hand that holds her.”Martha shook her head frantically, fresh tears spilling over her hollowed cheeks as the iron restraints rattled against the table."I don't know where she is!" she sobbed, her voice breaking into a desperate plea. "I swear on my life, I don't know anything about them! A masked man met me near the outer markets yesterday. He showed me a video of my daughter tied to a chair in some dark room and said... he said if I didn't open the subterranean hatch when the signal flared, I'd receive her fingers in the mail!"Caleb closed his eyes, letting out a heavy, weary sigh, while Isabella watched the weeping woman with quiet pity."I believe you," Alistair said smoothly, his tone untroubled by her utter lack
Chapter 567: The traitor
Evans’s jaw tightened, the cigar paper crumpling beneath his thumb. "Intercepted? By whom? Collins’s local police don't have the fire-power to breach an armored transport squad in under two minutes!""We don't know, sir," the leader admitted nervously. "All communications were severed instantly.""Idiots!" Evans snarled, slamming his fist onto the desk with enough force to splinter the thick wood. "These few executives aren't enough! Colonel Taylor is a stubborn bastard—he won't abandon a military operation just because a handful of regional directors complain! We need every high-value hostage from Haven to force the regional governor's hand!"He paced the length of the room, his mind calculating every variable with sharp, ruthless efficiency.After a moment of heavy silence, Evans paused and exhaled a long trail of smoke."We wait until twelve noon tomorrow," Evans decided, his tone settling into a dangerous calm. "If these sniveling fools fail to mobilize enough political leverage t
Chapter 566: Evans demand
The remaining three opened fire, but the hail of lead flattened against an invisible golden barrier before Alistair moved—a flash of pure crimson precision.A crushed chest, a snapped neck, and a shattered spine later, silence reclaimed the bridge.Alistair stepped over the corpses and calmly severed the council members' bindings with a wave of his fingers.The three men collapsed onto the metal floor, gasping for air, tears of profound relief streaming down their faces as they stared at their savior in silent awe."This..." the senior councilman stammered, shaking violently. "How... who are you?""That is irrelevant," Alistair replied softly, adjusting his cuffs as the faint sound of approaching sirens wailed in the distance. "Law enforcement approaches. Your lives are secured."He turned his back on the bridge, his golden eyes sweeping over the distant, dark horizon where the remaining three vans had fled. They had escaped into the night, but Alistair’s mark remained locked upon the
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