The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

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.

clad in canvas shoes. She continued to look up and saw a hunched figure,

can it be

already over sixty, and although his health was not the

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

His gaze darkened.

at him, a hint of fear lingering

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

his

terrifying! How on earth did Mark manage to find this place? Wasn’t it long since

“Young man, you have quite a keen

forward, leaning on his walking stick,

his subordinates were forced to

further. Weapons don’t discriminate. You’re not

my youth until now. There’s nothing I haven’t seen. Your mere knife can’t

to move forward,

next. Should we take action? But this man is, nominally, Heather’s father at

of his blade. “Listen, young man. Whatever you’re planning to do is none of my business. I’m not here to play

carried a trace of anticipation,