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?!”

I really do. I don’t have a daughter, but if someone hurt my sister like

against Marilla’s neck trembling, its cold blade

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

memories exploded in her mind, ringing in her ears, a relentless barrage

“You idiot! Retard! Moron! You think you belong in school? Can you even understand what I’m

a normal school; she

away from her – she’s crazy!

agony she shut her eyes tightly, her face ashen,

to help you! You’ve made a mistake, but don’t compound it with another. Your daughter’s still fighting for her life in

for her sake. 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

the negotiation skills of a seasoned detective. His words

sincere – a

the perpetrator, treating them as a victim, which often broke through their psychological defenses.

expected Aaron’s heartfelt appeal

bull! You cops talk a good game but

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 without a scratch! How can I trust any

surge of righteous anger. The Elmsworth Academy of Fine Arts was outside their jurisdiction; only now, with a criminal case, had they been called to

understand your pain”

frail voice shedding its prior terror for a touch of

aback, “What did

your daughter walk out of the shadow, and find justice,” Marilla

can a frail girl

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

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