"Oh, that's really digging your own grave." With that, Arnold put down the stick in his hand and leaned back against the tree.
Alice Sutton glared at Arnold with resentment, wishing she could take his life right then and there.
Luckily, he explained quickly; otherwise, he might have died from the snake venom, or worse, at the hands of this brat.
But now she couldn't kill this brat. In fact, she had to rely on him to beg Laurant Foster for help.
Alice Sutton looked at Mark and spoke weakly, "Save me, you must have a way to save me, right?"
"Only if I get out alive can you get the antidote and save that kid's eyes."
Mark did have a way to help Alice Sutton, but it didn't guarantee survival.
Alice Sutton looked at Mark and continued, "I'm the only one who knows the safe's combination, and only I can open it."
"If the password is entered incorrectly, or forced open, it'll trigger a self-destruct mechanism."
Mark's eyes narrowed dangerously.
