GoodReadUnyielding, Alexander remained rooted in place, his mind tirelessly working to solve the puzzle of the iron chains.
Getty, her voice choked with sobs, cried out, "Escape! Run while you can!"
"Keep quiet," he retorted, "Your prattle is grating."
Yet, Getty paid no heed to his words, her pleas growing more desperate with each passing second. "Please,
leave! Don't let this place be your grave!" "Survive me, seek vengeance for me. | don't want you to joinin
death!"
"I've been blessed to know you in this life. Our seven years together have been more joyous than most people's
entire lifetimes. | have no regrets, truly. So, please, Alexander, leave." "Alexander! Please, go!" Getty's voice
echoed through the room, her pleas carrying the weight of her desperation.
Alexander, his brow furrowed, shot her an impatient glance.
Despite his clear irritation, Getty continued to beg him to leave. Suddenly, a deafening bang reverberated
through the room, causing Getty to freeze in place, tears streaming down her face.
Alexander exhaled slowly, the smoke from the gun barrel dissipating as he tucked the weapon back into his
pocket.
"Are you still here?" he asked, his tone laced with impatience.
Slowly, Getty turned her gaze towards Alexander, her eyes widening at the sight of him holstering his gun. Two
fresh tears slid down her cheeks.
The room filled with smoke, causing Getty to cough uncontrollably. Without a word, Alexander took her hand and
led her towards the exit. However, upon reaching the door, he found it locked. His attempts to kick it open
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billow out in waves.
Overwhelmed by the smoke, Getty's vision blurred and she collapsed. Alexander, quick on his feet, caught her
before she hit the ground. He cradled her in his arms and swiftly exited the wooden house.
The figures lurking in the shadows rose to their feet as they spotted the pair emerging from the smoke.Seven or
eight of them drew their guns, aiming at the figures shrouded in the mist. "Don't move."
Before they could pull their triggers, they felt the cold steel of a gun barrel pressed against the backs of their
heads.
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There was no need to turn around; they knew all too well what was being pressed against their heads, as they
held similar weapons in their own hands. Once outside, Alexander met up with several other people. "Damn it,"
Walter muttered, a hint of disgust coXavierng his tone as he saw Getty in Alexander's arms.
"You actually rescued her."According to Walter's plan, Getty was meant to perish inside the house.
Fortunately, she had already lost consciousness and was spared the cruel words.
Alexander handed Getty over to a nearby person, asking, "Where are the others?"
Walter gestured vaguely with his chin. "Over there."
Following his gaze, Alexander spotted seven or eight individuals huddled on the ground, held at gunpoint and too
terrified to move.
He quickly approached them, scanning the area, but there was no sign of Xavier.
Walter joined him, confirming, "Xavier isn't here."
Alexander took a gun from one of the bodyguards and squatted down. He locked eyes with one of the men and
ordered, "Call Xavier." The man hesitated, his discomfort evident.
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