Chris was on his way back from an event when he saw Silvia driving past him at lightning speed.
He immediately gave her a call, but to his surprise, she did not pick up.
Therefore, he turned his car and followed her without any hesitation.
Silvia soon stopped in front of an old residential building. She got out of the car and went inside.
When she arrived at Unit 301, she rang the doorbell.
The door opened, and she was greeted with a hostile middle-aged man. “Do you have the shirt?”
“I want to see Daisy first,” Silvia demanded as she shook the bag in her hand.
The man sneered and moved sideways. “Come in and see her yourself. She’s in the bedroom.”
Silvia walked into the house without any hesitation.
Daisy was lying in bed with her back facing the door. It looked like she had dozed off.
Silvia decided to approach her. As she bent over, Daisy suddenly got up and plunged a syringe into her body.
The moment she realized what was happening, Silvia grabbed Daisy’s hand and bent it backward. She pulled the syringe out and injected the remaining one-third of its content into Daisy’s body. The latter screamed, but Silvia proceeded to strangle her.
“What’s in this thing?!”
After several interactions, Silvia had learned to trust her completely. Hence, she had her guard down around Daisy. Unexpectedly, the latter plotted against her.
Daisy snickered. “It’s just a knockout drug.”
Silvia could feel that something was wrong with her body. As Daisy spoke, her hands gradually went numb.
Soon, she fell and sat by the bed listlessly.
Daisy was no better, but wickedness shone in her eyes as she mocked Silvia, “It looks like my acting was pretty good. You believed me when I pretended to be pitiful.”
Silvia bit her lip with great force, and the taste of blood filled her mouth. Right then, she became more conscious.
“Who ordered you to do this?”
Chris narrowed his eyes and let go of the man so that he could rush into the unit.
Sniggering, the man supported Daisy and left with her.
Chris spent some time opening the door because it was locked. Dense smoke and fire came surging out when he opened it. Then, he boldly rushed into the house.
“Silvia! Where are you? Cough, cough… Silvia?”
He dashed into the kitchen to drench his clothes in water. After that, he covered his nose and resumed his search for Silvia.
The fire had spread from the bedroom to the living room. Even though Chris had sustained a number of burns and his eyes hurt from the smoke, he did not give up looking for her.
Finally, he found Silvia unconscious in the bedroom.
He rushed to her side and helped her up.
Just as he exited the room with her, there was a loud bang behind them.
He felt a sharp pain in his back before he blacked out…
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