Trash Son-in-law Returns as the Almighty Marshal

CHAPTER 4

When the kidnappers finally arrived at their destination, which was an abandoned warehouse, the sack was yanked from Tyler’s head and he was forced to his knees.

Black polished leather shoes came into his line of view and he glanced up to see none other than Frederick smirking down at him.

“You!” Tyler spat, and tugged at the rope binding his wrists, but his efforts proved useless as the knots were too tight.

“Yes me,” Frederick replied nonchalantly, though his eyes glinted with satisfaction. “I told you you’ll regret not taking up my offer.”

“What do you think you’re doing? Let me go!” Tyler protested and tried to stand up, but the goons easily forced him back down.

Frederick’s grin widened as he relished Tyler’s struggles. “Let’s get straight to the point,” he began as he brought out divorce papers from the folder he was holding.

He crouched down to Tyler’s gaze level and slid a paper and a pen to his front. “Sign it…and maybe I’ll let you go.”

Tyler glared at him. “So that’s what this is all about? Do you really think Katie will agree to this?”

“Matter of fact she has.” Frederick chuckled and tapped the bottom of the paper. “That’s her signature.”

Tyler looked down at the signature that looked so much like Katie’s and his heart sank.

“B-But,” he began to stammer, but then shook his head defiantly. “It’s a lie! You forged it. I don’t believe Katie would divorce me just like that!”

Frederick rubbed his lips as his grin widened. “You think I’m lying? Fine, I’ll prove it to you.”

He reached into his pocket and dialed a number on his phone. Then, he tapped on the loudspeaker and held it out in front of Tyler.

“Katie,” he spoke into the receiver. “I just wanted to confirm if you’re well and truly done with your stupid husband. You’re not regretting signing the divorce papers are you?”

“No,” Katie answered after a brief pause, shattering Tyler’s heart. “Tyler has been good to me, but he can never give me the life I want. I’ve moved on. He should do the same.”

“Katie—” Tyler tried to shout, but Frederick hung up before he could say more.

“There’s your proof,” Frederick smirked triumphantly as he slipped his phone back into his pocket. “She’s finally done with you. Now sign the papers.”

Tyler gritted his teeth as his nostrils flared in defiant anger. “No, I refuse to accept this. If Katie’s truly done with me, I’ll hear it from her in person.”

Frederick’s smirk faltered and his jaw ticked in irritation. He was about to reply, when two of his men barged in, dragging a young woman between them.

“Let me go!” The woman cried as she thrashed around, trying to free herself from their grip, but they held onto her tighter.

Her face and rumpled clothes were smudged with dirt, and her wild hair was all over the place. But despite this, one could tell she was a very beautiful woman.

“We caught her snooping around, boss,” one of the goons explained to Frederick.

Tyler whipped his head in the woman’s direction because he instantly recognized her voice. It was the one he had heard earlier, the same one yelling at the van to stop when Frederick’s men kidnapped him.

His eyes widened in shock as he realized that she had followed them.

Frederick ran his tongue across his teeth as he trailed his gaze up and down the lady. Noticing the way Tyler seemed to react to her presence, an idea struck him.

“Perfect,” he rubbed his hands together and stood to his full height. “This nosy little bitch has just proved to be what I need.

He turned back to Tyler with a dubious smile on his lips. “Here’s the deal, loser. You either sign these papers, or she dies right here.”

As he said this, he gestured to the goons, and one of them took out a knife and pressed its sharp edge against the lady’s throat.

“No, no, please, don’t kill me…” the lady whimpered as her eyes widened in terror. “I’m sorry for snooping around, if you let me go I promise to keep my mouth shut.”

Frederick watched the lady plead for her life with mock sympathy.

“That’s not up to me to decide,” he shrugged and gestured to Tyler. “This man here holds the key to your freedom. If he does what I say then I’ll let you go. Otherwise…” he trailed off with a click of his tongue.

The lady’s gaze snapped to Tyler and her eyes glistened with tears.

“Please, sir…do whatever he says. I don’t want to die. My grandmother still needs me.”

Tyler’s chest was heavy with guilt as he heard the desperation in the lady’s voice. Despite not knowing who he was, she had tried to save him, and now her life hung in the balance.

“Your time’s running out, loser.” Frederick tsked as he glanced at the watch on his wrist. “What will it be? Your stupid pride or this lady’s life?”