Chapter 239. Tourris

“I will take your life too.” Spencer Sherrod said, pressing the gun to her head.

“Even in the face of death. You still chose to be tight-lipped.” She glanced up to see Steffan staring at her in bewilderment.

“She is her father’s foot soldier.” Spencer Sherrod smiled bitterly. “Why do you think he gave her to us? It’s because he trained her well.”

Racheal said nothing.

She wanted him to get it over with already.

If he did not kill her, this monster headache would.

She closed her eyes, and waited.

She felt the pressure in her head tightening, and felt Spencer moving his hand to the trigger.

“Wait.” She heard Steffan say, and she opened her eyes. “Send her to Tourris instead.”

Spencer turned to him angrily. “She killed your sister.” He yelled. “She does not deserve to live.”

“You call Tourris living?” Steffan asked.

His father seemed to agree with that because he pulled his gun away.

Racheal looked from father to s