Katelyn was taken aback, her eyes narrowing as she instructed sternly, “Stand up before you talk.”

The boy continued sobbing, bowing repeatedly.

“Please, I really just need some food.”

Katelyn’s expression showed her inner conflict. Her brow furrowed deeply.

On this outing, they were well-stocked with guns and ammo but hadn’t brought any food. Moved by the boy’s desperate condition yet unable to assist, she knew all too well that bullets couldn’t fill an empty stomach.

Vincent’s expression turned grave as he positioned himself protectively in front of Katelyn. Despite the boy’s earnest pleas, Vincent’s face was devoid of compassion. He raised his gun, pointing it squarely at the boy’s head.

“Leave now, or be prepared to meet your end right here!”

The boy jumped in shock. Almost immediately, he began to convulse and collapsed to the ground, frothing at the mouth. His eyes rolled back as his fingers contorted into a claw-like shape.

Katelyn’s face turned grave as she recognized the signs.

“He’s having a seizure! We need something to prevent him from biting his tongue or choking on his saliva!”

Quickly, Katelyn found a stick nearby and carefully positioned it in the boy’s mouth to avert further injury.

Just then, the glare of an approaching vehicle’s headlights filled their view. Katelyn instinctively lifted her arm to shield her eyes, and at that moment, she felt someone snatch the medicine right from her grasp.

Her face transformed with outrage.

“How dare you!”

Compassion

The boy who’d been convulsing on the ground just moments before somehow managed to get up. He had even snatched the medicine from Katelyn’s hand when she leaned in to check on him.

He darted back to a nearby car, looking smug, with no sign of illness on his face.

With a grin, he handed the medicine to the man stepping out of the car.

“Karl, I got what you needed me to steal for you, just like we agreed—food for my family…” he said eagerly.

The burly man eyed him with a mix of amusement and disdain. Read complete version only at ?ovelFind.net

“Don’t worry. You’ll have enough to get by. Without you, my robberies wouldn’t have gone as smoothly.”

It was now painfully clear that the boy was in league with them. He had spun his tale of tragedy to lure sympathy from strangers. When people dropped their guard to help, the man called Karl would appear and rob them.

Katelyn’s eyes flared with anger as she clenched her fists. How many innocent lives had been hurt by their twisted abuse of kindness?

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