The deep pitch-black eyes briefly swept through the tunnel, the gaze already capturing the name described on an abandoned bag on the ground.
It was explosives, woven materials, including which country it originated from.
Turning around, Jared Quinn stride quickly out of the tunnel with Melody Thorne.
"The show is about to begin." The man who had been hiding in the shadows stood up, a specially modified silver handgun flipping in his palm at that moment.
If they return unharmed, what's left to play with?
First, frighten them, and ultimately let them endure the agony of dying but unable to die.
Finally, move them from surprise to despair.
"Hurry up!"
Getting closer to the outside, Melody Thorne became even more anxious, her gaze continuously alert, watching the other side of the tunnel.
There was no way someone kidnapped her just to joke around with her and Jared Quinn.
