The Protector

The reason behind that was simple. The box contained ten fingers that had been chopped off, and they were still oozing blood at the time.

If Zoey wasn’t mentally strong, she would’ve passed out right then and there.

Sylas, on the other hand, remained calm.

“I’ll go deal with this. Don’t worry,” promised Sylas before she took the box away and took the secretary to the infirmary.

“Ms. Lopez, this is obviously their doing!” claimed Sylas with a grim expression on.

She had thought that her job as a security guard would be simple, never would she expected to encounter something that serious on her first day.

That was fine for her, though, because it would’ve been too boring otherwise.

“Ms. Lopez, should I go deal with the perpetrator?” asked Sylas.

Sylas was a warrior, so she was fearless.

“No, you can’t go!”

The phone in the office rang at that moment, and Zoey went to pick it up.

The unfamiliar voice of a man came through, “Is this Ms. Zoey Lopez?”

“Yes, and who are you?” asked Zoey.

twice yesterday, and you’ve already forgotten about me. I am Jacky Lawson.

icy expression

Lopez, have you received my gift?

bad, because I am

I admire that. However, I will be giving you a gift every day from now on.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

hung up

a long

time, and she’d be lying

got bloody fingers today, so what’s

that, her breathing became uneven, and she was

gotten

him? We can’t let this go

starting to raise her white

worried about making a bigger

said an employee suddenly as he

“What’s wrong?” asked Zoey.

department on the washroom floor. All ten of his fingers were

“What?”

Boom!

went blank, and even Sylas

“gift”