Chapter 270 The Gift

Kate yanked her arm free, glaring at him. “No way. I’m not some kid you can boss around. We’re doing this together, Roadkill. You can’t scare me off that easy. Whoever this Puppetmaster guy is, I’m not scared of him.” “This isn’t about scaring you,” he growled, his patience running thin. “It’s about keeping you alive. The Puppetmaster does not play games—he wins them. He almost killed me last time.” “Then we beat him this time,” Kate shot back, crossing her arms. “Last time, you didn’t have me. Anyway, what’s he even want with you?” Before Victor could answer, a sharp click echoed through the room. The puppet’s chest whirred, a tiny key turning somewhere inside. Then, a voice crackled to life—distorted and mechanical. The Puppetmaster! “Thought you could fool me with that death act, Caesar?” it taunted. “I knew you were alive. Knew you’d crawl back here, sniffing around my work. You think you’re untouchable?” “What’s your plan here? Why kill these innocents? Are you building a changeli