A high-definition video was sent by the mysterious person. Katelyn clicked on it, and her heart sank as she saw an old man, his hair graying slightly, chained to a wall in what appeared to be an underground basement. The surroundings were dim and rundown.
With his eyes tightly shut, the old man’s face was hard for Katelyn to make out. The sound of chains clinking against the wall intermittently signaled that he was still alive. A broken bowl, with remnants of food, lay in front of him, though it was unclear when it had been placed there.
Scars were visible on his exposed wrists. Katelyn’s pupils narrowed involuntarily, and her fists clenched as anger surged within her. The short chains restricted her master’s movements to a small area. Years ago, when her master had been captured, he was in his prime; now, he looked like an old man nearing life’s end.
Through clenched teeth, Katelyn questioned, “I’ve done so much for you. You promised to treat my master well. Is this your idea of ‘well’?”
The mysterious person laughed coldly and responded indifferently, “You haven’t done enough to please me. Keeping your master alive is already more mercy than he deserves. Don’t accuse me of cruelty; he brought this upon himself.”
As he shifted his gaze to Katelyn’s master, Seymour Gildon, a deep hatred flickered in his eyes. If not for Seymour, his life would have been perfect. Now, with Seymour in his grasp, he saw it as just retribution.
At that moment, Katelyn found it difficult to control her hatred. She had endured so much, time and again, all to safeguard her master’s well-being. Seeing him treated with such cruelty was more than she could stand.
“You better pray hard you never end up in my hands,” she spat. “Because I will ensure you’re completely destroyed.”
Her words, forcefully delivered, carried not only a warning but also a hint of threat and vindictiveness.
The mysterious person scoffed, “Find me first. Send what I need now, or you’ll be picking up your master’s dead body.”
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“Fine, just wait,” Katelyn responded, taking a deep breath to steady herself.
She ended the call, swung open her car door, and raced toward the candy factory in the northern part of the city. This time, she was determined not to let him slip away. The drive from her home to the factory would take at least half an hour.
Katelyn pressed the accelerator, eager to shave off some time.
Choosing not to park directly in front of the factory, she left her car at a distance and proceeded on foot, her gun ready. The mysterious person’s long-term control over her master proved they had considerable skills. Katelyn knew she couldn’t afford to lower her guard.
As she approached the factory gate, she noticed the rusted chains and locks—clear signs of long disuse. The wind caused them to creak eerily.
Looking through a gap in the door, Katelyn saw that everything inside appeared normal. She gently pushed the door, and it swung open with ease, revealing that the chains were now merely decorative.
Stepping inside cautiously, Katelyn moved forward. Before her were several large, abandoned candy-making tools and conveyor belts. The air was thick with a strong chemical odor.
It was odd for a candy factory to smell of chemicals. Katelyn was puzzled but remained vigilant, knowing the likely location for her master’s captivity was the basement.
In such an environment, surrounded by complete silence, a sudden phone ring pierced the air, its harshness startling her.
It was the mysterious person again, his voice impatient. “Why haven’t you sent what I need? Do you want your master to die?”
“Do you think the royal family’s secrets are that easy to obtain?” Katelyn replied, unruffled, moving lightly and purposefully. Get full chapters from Find~Novel.net
“Just give me five more minutes, and I’ll send it.”
With that, she ended the call and resumed her search. She surveyed the factory but found nothing out of the ordinary—no signs of the mysterious person.
Her tracking had to be correct; something else must have gone wrong.
Then, in the corner, the eyes of a toy doll startlingly glowed red, and its head turned slowly to fix an eerie stare on Katelyn.
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