Chapter 77. Devil’s Plan

Chester gulped, pressed for time. These kids must have called for help. He couldn’t afford to waste any time.

“Help me get out of here!” Chester ordered.

“Huh? Seriously, you realize you’re not already killing people. If we help you, we’ll go to jail too, Uncle,” Arkan grumbled.

“Fine! I won’t hesitate!” Chester threatened. Azeeva’s upper and lower teeth clashed in exasperation. She resigned herself to having her head smashed with a gun. Not with her mind busy blaspheming Arkan. You stupid boy, you’re bargaining for my life.

“Okay! Okay! I’ll help!” Justin panicked. “I’ll help you escape, but let him out the main door. Now.”

“C’mon.” Justin took a step forward while fanning his hands slowly. His pupils stole a gentle glance at Azeeva but firmly told the girl to trust him.

Azeeva felt Chester’s arm loosen. Nice, Brother Justin. Quietly, Azeeva put her hands in her pockets. The handle of the scissors was in hand. He was about to stick it at the base