The deep pitch-black eyes briefly swept through the tunnel, the gaze already capturing the na described on an abandoned bag on the ground.
It was explosives, woven materials, including which country it originated from.
Turning around, Jared Quinn stride quickly out of the tunnel with lody Thorne.
"The show is about to begin." The man who had been hiding in the shadows stood up, a specially modified silver handgun flipping in his palm at that mont.
If they return unhard, what’s left to play with?
First, frighten them, and ultimately let them endure the agony of dying but unable to die.
Finally, move them from surprise to despair.
"Hurry up!"
Getting closer to the outside, lody Thorne beca even more anxious, her gaze continuously alert, watching the other side of the tunnel.
There was no way soone kidnapped her just to joke around with her and Jared Quinn.
"Rumbling," suddenly, the sound of a helicopter overhead echoed, lody Thorne looked up towards the top of the tunnel, but she couldn’t see anything, only rock walls.
Leon Rivers and Harold Chapman also looked up simultaneously.
Why would there be a helicopter at this ti?
lody Thorne was the first to react, her eyes suddenly catching sight of a familiar figure appearing at the other side of the pitch-black tunnel entrance, but the face was indistinct.
She saw his hand slowly rise, the silver gleam slicing through her pupils.
It was... a gun!
"Jared Quinn, be careful!" lody Thorne suddenly shifted from in front of Jared Quinn to his back.
But Jared Quinn’s movents were quicker, as he perceived sothing off when she moved and reversed positions again.
"Boom–" That gunshot, specially modified, emitted a trendous sound.
"Boom–" The explosion was deafening, lody Thorne and Jared Quinn fell to the ground under the massive impact, the entire tunnel instantly beca dilapidated, the top has collapsed, and the rock wall on the other side also fell.
"Rescue them! Hurry and rescue them!" Leon Rivers and Harold Chapman shouted, large hands clenched into fists, veins protruding, watching helplessly as the two about to co out were entirely covered by the collapse.
Harold Chapman frantically jumped to the place where lody Thorne and Jared Quinn had just been crushed, his hands throwing those bricks aside.
Roaring frantically, "Brother Quinn, Sister-in-law, hold on, we’ll be out soon."
"Brother Quinn, Sister-in-law!"
lody Thorne, already in a mild coma, was awakened by the shouting overhead, surrounded by darkness.
And on top of her, there was a man. Jared Quinn held a protective posture, allowing the collapsed bricks and stones to hit all over his body, stubbornly supporting it.
lody Thorne only got shocked by the recent explosion, without pain elsewhere, all the pain was borne by the man on top of her.
"Are you hurt anywhere?" Jared Quinn, enduring imnse pain, remained alert, his injured hand now sustaining great weight, losing feeling.
"Jared Quinn," lody Thorne’s hand touched the deep features of the man’s face, her voice tinged with a sob, "Don’t hold on, don’t, I’m okay, I’m really okay."
"No crying," Jared Quinn’s voice carried a strong threat, "Being my woman, you must have courage. With supporting you, what do you fear?"
lody Thorne’s heart was deeply touched, feelings for a man sealed shut, hesitating whether to bring them out, fearing hurt again, completely surged forth.
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