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?!”

face was stern, his heartbeat hammering against his ribs, “I get it; I really do. I don’t have a daughter, but if someone hurt my sister like this, I wouldn’t stand for it either. I’d want justice for

the knife against Marilla’s neck trembling, its cold blade biting into her

was a student here, that those five guys hurt her, right? School bullying, isn’t that what they call it?”

eyes widened in shock as painful memories exploded in her mind, ringing in her ears, a relentless barrage of

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

be at a normal school; she belongs

she’s crazy! Who knows,

cruel laughter haunted Marilla like malevolent spirits. In agony she shut her eyes tightly, her face ashen, her legs trembling, barely able to hold herself

his voice hoarse, “I truly want to help you! You’ve made a mistake, but don’t compound it with another. Your daughter’s still

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; do

admiration. Captain Ashbourne, though young, possessed the negotiation skills of a seasoned detective. His words were simple and powerfu!,

a lethal weapon in

empathized with the perpetrator, treating them as a victim, which often broke

expected Aaron’s heartfelt appeal seemed to

feed me that bull! You cops talk a good game but can’t do squat!”

his daughter, battered and unconscious, 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! Just because they come from influential families, they just walk out of the station

Arts was outside their jurisdiction; only now, with a criminal case, had they been called to the scene. in his district, such corruption – protecting the elite’s offspring and the collusion of

I understand your

eyes, her frail voice shedding its prior terror for

aback, “What did you say?!”

trust me. I’ll help your daughter walk out of the shadow, and find justice,” Marilla struggled against the suffocating fear,

a frail girl

Abernathy family. Don’t believe me? Check your

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