CHAPTER 263: CHAPTER 263: PRESIDENT PIERCE... CAN’T LOSE CONTROL AGAIN!

Although Declan Pierce didn’t speak, Janne Hayes inexplicably felt as if all the air around him had been sucked away, leaving a suffocating sense of impending death.

He swallowed hard and continued, "But through surveillance, we’ve found out that just three minutes before we sealed off the park, a troupe of acrobats left early and headed to a nearby theater for an indoor performance. I’ve already arranged for people to retrieve the surveillance footage along the way..."

Before Janne could finish speaking, a phone call came in. After listening to his subordinate’s report, he immediately informed Declan Pierce.

"President Pierce! According to the surveillance, a medium-sized truck broke away from the convoy at the intersection and entered the winding mountain road! We’re still retrieving the surveillance footage along the way..."

——The winding mountain road!

Declan Pierce’s face was ultimately fierce, his eyes filled with a chilling intent to kill. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he abruptly turned and headed out.

The black coat flew violently in the fierce wind, swirling sharply behind him.

"It’s that cave from back then!"

Janne Hayes was momentarily stunned and then suddenly understood.

——Six years ago, when Tanya Sinclair, who was Mrs. Hawthorne at the time, went alone with the ransom to rescue Vincent Hawthorne at that very cave?!

Old Ninth King took Tanya Sinclair there for revenge from back then...

Janne Hayes’ pupils contracted sharply.

Since it’s revenge, Old Ninth King will definitely kill Ms. Sinclair...

The rain got heavier, and Declan Pierce’s figure became indistinct in the rain, leaving only a fierce black silhouette, fierce enough to slit throats and draw blood...

Janne Hayes turned pale.

All he knew was that President Pierce couldn’t lose control again!

Otherwise, he would definitely be sent back to be locked up again!

Janne Hayes abruptly grabbed a subordinate who came to report, shouting, "Quickly arrange for any available helicopter to head to Mount Lunara!! Everyone else, come with me!"

Tanya Sinclair was awakened by the shock.

She had been knocked out by Old Ninth King, her hands tied behind her back, her feet also bound, and thrown into the trunk. With the car’s violent jolts, she was tossed around without any support, crashing hard against the walls.

Tanya Sinclair could no longer distinguish where exactly it hurt.

In a daze, it seemed like there was a small, subtle force trying to support her.

Tanya Sinclair, amidst the excruciating pain, opened her eyes, only to see an even more startling scene.

——A skinny little girl, with her hands tied behind her back and a black tape sealing her mouth, was desperately trying to stretch out her tiny foot to hook onto Tanya’s body that was being thrown around.

Upon seeing the girl’s face, Tanya Sinclair was even more shocked, getting goosebumps all over.

"Abby?!"

How could Abby be here?

At this moment, Abby’s big eyes were filled with tears of fear.

She was obviously taken by that madman Old Ninth King as a hostage in passing!

Tanya Sinclair forced a reassuring smile at Abby, silently mouthing to her: "Don’t be afraid."

Abby nodded slightly.

Tanya Sinclair felt a warmth in her heart as she watched Abby stretch out her tiny foot with great effort, hooking onto her.

Such a little child was clearly terrified, yet still thought of protecting her...

Tanya Sinclair gritted her teeth and braced one side of the trunk’s wall with her legs, maintaining her body’s balance.

Before Old Ninth King abducted her, she had already notified Officer Crawford, and at the last moment, Declan Pierce, who had received her call for help... Now, the police and Declan Pierce’s people must be searching for her!

Old Ninth King will definitely not get away this time!

Images of Joy holding Cindy Lynn’s hand and coldly walking away flashed through Tanya Sinclair’s mind.

So Cindy Lynn used Old Ninth King as a tool, to get rid of her... She used Joy as bait!

Tanya Sinclair exhaled a shivering breath.

Calmness returned, and her mind raced, assessing the current situation.

Old Ninth King didn’t kill her on the spot, but chose to take her away, probably to kill her after tormenting her in another place... Her only task was to find every possible way to delay, to protect herself and Abby as much as possible!

Declan Pierce and the police will definitely find them...

As the car jolted once again, a rusty long nail rolled out from a corner, stopping right next to Abby.

Tanya signaled her to push the nail towards her.

Despite being overwhelmed with fear, Abby obediently complied, slowly moving her body to push the nail to Tanya.

Tanya struggled to brace the nail with her foot, preventing it from sliding away.

She tried to struggle against her hands tied behind her back. It was nylon rope, tied into a dead knot, impossible to escape from.

No, there was one way.

Tanya bit her lower lip hard, steeling herself, and violently broke her own thumb.

Instantly, the excruciating pain drenched her in a cold sweat.

The joint of her broken thumb became extremely loose, and she finally slipped out of the ropes. Bearing the pain, Tanya picked up the nail and hid it in the palm of her other hand.

"Don’t be afraid. The police will definitely come to save us. And I will protect you too," Tanya softly reassured Abby, giving her a gentle smile.

At that critical moment, the car stopped!

Tanya quickly shoved her hand with the broken thumb back into the rope, and at the same time, the carriage door was pulled open by Old Ninth King. He had taken off his wig, but his face, painted like a clown, wasn’t fully cleansed. His blood-red mouth twisted into an especially sinister grin.

Tanya shouted, "Old Ninth King, didn’t you want revenge on me? Come at me then. What skill is there in capturing an innocent little girl?!"

"Enough fucking nonsense. This little girl is asking for death herself. I don’t even know where she popped out from, trying to stop my car! Ha ha... In that case, I’ll send her along on her way!"

Tanya understood.

Abby must have inadvertently witnessed her unconscious being brought onto the car by Old Ninth King. Being too small to know what to do, she recklessly chased after them...

She swore to herself that no matter what, she would protect Abby’s safety!

Old Ninth King roughly dragged Tanya out of the car, then pulled a trembling Abby out, kicking her on the back and ordering her to walk forward.

Tanya, slung over Old Ninth King’s shoulder, felt her brain throb with pressure. She shook her head to clear it, finally recognizing the place: Mount Lunara—the very spot where, six years ago, he had kidnapped Vincent Hawthorne to demand ransom!

And right in front of her, loomed that familiar cave—a frequent source of her nightmares.

The cave walls still bore remnants of long-dried blood; aside from that, everything matched the scene six years ago.

All of it attested to Old Ninth King’s return and deliberate efforts to recreate the setting from six years prior!

Old Ninth King tossed Tanya onto a stone platform; her slender back crashed hard against the cold, hard stone, making her face turn pale with pain.

In the corner was an iron cage, previously used to lock up Vincent Hawthorne.

Now, Old Ninth King threw Abby inside, locking the iron door.

The key was casually tossed to the side as well.

Old Ninth King pulled out a sharp dagger and moved towards Tanya.

"You bitch, six years ago you stabbed one of my eyes here. Now, I’ll gouge both of yours, and then carve you up!"

Tanya defiantly retorted, "Old Ninth King, the police will arrive soon! You can’t escape!"

Old Ninth King sneered, lifting a dirty rain tarp in the corner, revealing a pile of explosives underneath! Attached was a timer; once activated, it only had a five-minute countdown!

Tanya was aghast, her back felt icy cold.

The explosive power was sufficient to blow the entire cave to the ground!

"Damn cops, no matter how many come, they’ll all be buried with me, it’s a profit for me! Hahahahaha!" Old Ninth King laughed maniacally, crazed with madness.

His single eye fixed menacingly on Tanya.

He walked up to her, the sharp dagger in his hand dangerously gliding across her face.

"But it might also be that desperate guy coming to save you... What’s his name again?" Old Ninth King squinted his single eye, recalling, "Oh, Declan Pierce! Hahahaha, you once risked your life for Vincent Hawthorne, where is he now? To be a woman like you, it’s truly pathetic!"

Tanya fixed her gaze on Old Ninth King’s grotesque face, and suddenly she too began to laugh.

"What are you laughing at?!" Old Ninth King was irritated by her laughter. He grabbed her mouth, only for her to seize the opportunity and fiercely bite him.

Old Ninth King winced from the pain and slapped her across the face with a backhand; half of Tanya’s face stung fiercely. She spat out a mouthful of blood, her eyes leveled on Old Ninth King, exuding a serene madness.

"I’m laughing because you’re even more pathetic! It’s not that you hold a grudge for six years because I gouged out one of your eyes, it’s because, after I gouged your eye, I kicked you, and now you’re completely impotent, aren’t you?" Tanya’s eyes targeted between his legs as she let out a loud laugh, filled with derision and disdain.

To Old Ninth King’s ear, it was undoubtedly the greatest insult!