Meanwhile, Josie had been bound to a chair for two full days. Her entire body was numb as she stared blankly at the images on the television screen.

It was unclear how much she had watched.

The camera focused on the lively guests. Dexter and Heather were not present. Josie presumed they were preparing.

It’s happening soon…

Josie could clearly sense the nervousness in Johnny and his subordinates.

Unexpectedly, Josie felt relaxed. She couldn’t care less, knowing that there was no chance for redemption.

“Boss… what’s that sound…” one lackey asked Johnny, holding his breath to listen.

Johnny’s brow furrowed as he discerned the sporadic, weighty thuds of a walking stick hitting the floor, indicating the presence of someone using a walker.

“Someone’s coming!” Johnny exclaimed in alarm. He drew his knife, cautiously moving forward.

Josie furrowed her brows. She also heard the sound of the walking stick approaching, the disordered footfalls growing louder. Their intent was unmistakable. They were advancing in their direction.

to see a pair of feet clad in canvas shoes. She continued to look up and saw a

How can it

health was not

had evidently come alone. He scanned the desolate, abandoned construction site, his gaze finally settling on Josie,

His gaze darkened.

are you!” Johnny brandished his knife at him, a hint of fear

Johnny, his voice steady as he said, “This is my home. If anyone should be

Johnny searched his memories. “Y-You’re

terrifying! How on earth did Mark manage to find

“Young man, you

walking stick, completely

and his subordinates were

not young anymore. There’s no need

nothing I haven’t seen.

move

next. Should we take action? But this man

Whatever you’re planning to do is none of my business. I’m not here

glanced at Josie. Her eyes unmistakably carried a

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