FreeGoodNovelChapter 0730 Marcus ended the call and returned to his preparations. The fury in his eyes burned brighter than ever, his face. devoid of any trace of humanity. The thought of losing his son-just like in the past-sent ice through his veins. He would do whatever it took to bring him back.
"Marcus, my friend! It's been far too long," said a man with a rough, gravelly voice as he entered the room.
"My friend, I wish this reunion were under better circumstances," Marcus replied tensely.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Ah, Marcus, what are friends for? Besides, it's been a while since we had this kind of fun." "How's it going? Have you made any progress?" "The old man's a mute-his tongue's been cut out, and he won't even make a sound. So we started with the old woman. She wouldn't stop screaming, so we had to calm her down a bit." "Good. But don't go too far-I want to interrogate her myself. Is the camera set up?" "Of course. Everything's ready for the show. Just like the old days.” "Perfect." "I've already organized your men and mine to monitor every airport in the country. According to our sources, the children should be arriving soon." Then we have no tto waste," Marcus said as he stepped into a room covered in plastic, even the floors. gleaming with its sterile sheen.
Marcus moved through the space with practiced ease, humming a lullaby under his breath to steady the nerves gnawing at his resolve. The melody calmed him, a small reprieve from the rage and desperation he felt deep in his core.
In moments like these, he almost appreciated Maximus's cowardice. His hesitation spared him from witnessing the monster Marcus truly was. Marcus knew the Levetts better than anyone and understood what they were capable of. But if anyone thought they could harm his family without consequence, they were gravely mistaken. If Maximus had stayed, he might have seen Marcus for what he really was-and uncovered the secrets Marcus shared with Peter, truths that might shake Maximus's already fragile trust.
Marcus entered the room, where Lucia Saints-Frank Levett's wife-was bound to a chair in the center. On a nearby table lay an array of tools, neatly organized like a surgeon's instruments. The orderliness of the scene only heightened its menace.
Taking a pair of gloves, Marcus picked up a cloth and soaked it in alcohol. He dragged a chair in front of the unconscious woman and sat down, his gaze cold and methodical. The woman's eyes were blindfolded, and her mouth was taped shut with silver duct tape.
As Marcus brought the alcohol-scented cloth closer to her face, she began to stir. Her body jerked violently, muffled screams escaping behind the tape. She struggled against her restraints, but the bindings held firm.
Marcus watched her for a moment, noting the panic etched across her face. She was no longer the sharp, imposing woman he had remembered, but an aging figure-her fear made her seem even smaller. For a brief moment, Marcus almost pitied her.
But pity wasn't something he could afford. Not now.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Lucia Saints," Marcus began, his voice cold. “Wife of Frank Levett. I'm going to remove the tape now, and I want answers. Your husband has kidnapped my son, and I need to know where he might have taken him. How much you Chapter 0730
suffer depends entirely on you. Regardless, today is your last day. The only choice you have is whether En your death is swift or agonizing," He leaned closer, his eyes boring into her. "Do you know who I am?" The woman nodded shakily.
"Good." Marcus peeled the tape from her mouth carefully deliberately slow, as though trying to full her into a false sense of security. The moment her lips were free, Lucia screamed. “Help! Somebody help! Help me!!"
Her cries were cut short by a vicious blow to the side of her face. Her head the side as her right ear snapped to the rang from the impact. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth.
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