Chapter 682

Marila’s heart lead into her throat, and her pabrush clattered to the floor with an ominous sound.

In the next second her eyes widened in horror as she witnessed a body streak past the window!

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Springing to her feet, Manila it as stiff as a marionette, her steps mechanical as she made her way to the window to peer down

She wished she hadn’t booked Below lay a girl, herbs contorted in death, the sight so gruesome that Marilla’s mind went bland she canoed a hand over both to stifle a scream, her knees buckling beneath her.

Panic reigned below as screams filed the air. Maria’s heart pounded like a drum in her chest. She didn’t bother to pack up her things she just grabbed the teddy bear on her desk and bolted out of the classroom.

Lik where are

Calling out for Li Manila ran through the deserted hallways, the image of the dead girl imprinted in her mind.

She didn’t know where she was going when suddenly, the chaos of footsteps and desperate cries reached her ears.

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boys sprinting in her direction. Chasing them was a disheveled middle–aged man wielding a machete, his clothes smeared

a horror clutching the teddy bear, she

kill

twisted with hateful rage as he raised his bloodstained

grabbing her arm, using her as a human shield before pushing

Marille crashed into the man. The cowardly

shove Marille aside to pursue them, was stopped by the wall

me!

burly arm viciously clamped around Marilla’s shoulder, positioning the machete

you want to live,

assallant spread, students poured

back behind the tape, yet the scene remained chaotic.

scoop, set up their cameras, ready

situation now?

casual clothes, eyes icy cold, strode under the tape, his presence as unyielding

Don, a fifty–two–year–old assembly line worker from

male student was stabbed five times and didn’t make it to the hospital. Two other boys also got stabbed but managed to escape and are on their way to the

tightly, “Was the girl’s fall

checked the surveillance footage. She jumped,

odd, pressing on “Did these students know each

were classmates, known for sticking together, often smoking, fooling around on

narrowed. “So, the incident took place there?”

“Yes”

instantly. Don wasn’t a random killer; this was a vendetta.

Ashbourne! There’s

hostage to the rooftop!

spoke, he handed Aaron a phone, which the latter took over; he watched worriedly as Don, clutching a

and tearful, as Marilla.

usually demeanor was calm; even when facing drug dealers with weapon, he was still able to maintain unperturbed. However, right now, his breaths hitched

teddy bear, ran towards him with red–rimmed eyes.

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