Chapter 683

The name echoed, tugging at the frayed edges of Aaron’s tightly wound heartstrings.

“Aaron, help me

Marilla’s pale face was streaked with tears, each one falling from her long lashes and landing on Aaron’s chest.

He wanted to comfort her, but any reassurance could provoke the hostage–taker, making her situation even more perilous.

Aaron met Marilla’s gaze before shifting his attention to the man’s bloodshot, terrifying eyes.

“Don, take a breath, buddy. The girl’s innocent. She doesn’t know your story, never met those five kids – she’s just an outsider here. How ‘bout this: I’ll be your hostage. Let her go, and you take me instead.”

Marilla’s teary eyes followed Aaron as he cautiously approached the captor, waves of guilt washing over her.

How could she have been so foolish? If only she’d waited patiently in the classroom for Lily to return. If only she hadn’t been so clumsy, maybe she could’ve outrun this.

But it was too late for what–ifs.

As Aaron edged closer, Don roared, “Don’t come any closer! I’ll slit her throat and jump, we’ll both be done for! Don’t think I can’t see right through you! You want to trade places and then fight me? You’re a cop; you think I can take you? I’ve already taken two lives what’s one more at this point?!”

daughter,

Marilla’s neck trembling, its cold

a student here, that those five guys hurt

in her mind, ringing

think you belong in school? Can you even understand what I’m saying?!”

a normal school; she belongs in an asylum!”

she’s crazy! Who

malevolent spirits. In agony she shut her eyes tightly, her face ashen, her legs trembling, barely

don’t compound it with another. Your daughter’s still fighting for her life in the hospital. You should be there for her, not

She’ll carry not only the pain of being bullied but also the burden of your crime. How can she bear it, so young and already so wounded? She’s tried to end her pain once;

Aaron, his fellow officers looked on with admiration. Captain Ashbourne, though young, possessed the negotiation skills of a

he was sincere – a lethal weapon in any negotiation.

but he also empathized with the perpetrator, treating them as a victim, which often broke through

appeal seemed to reach

that bull! You cops talk

rage clouded his judgment again, “I and my daughter, we’ve gone to the school authorities, to the cops, to deal with those five beasts more than once!

criminal case, had they been called to the scene. in his district, such corruption – protecting the elite’s offspring and the collusion of officials and merchants – would never stand

understand your pain”

swollen eyes, her frail voice shedding its prior terror for a

“What

out of the shadow, and find justice,” Marilla struggled against the suffocating fear, which made her

girl like

Abernathy from the Abernathy family. Don’t believe me? Check your phone

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