Chapter 879 Cornered

The leader let out a shaky breath and suddenly thought of the winces and pained grimaces their victim had made. These women had always been the ones throwing punches—they had never wondered about the feelings of those at the receiving end of their abuse. They knew it now—just as they now learned fear and regret. “I… I won’t do it anymore…” Sparing her even a seconds-long glance made Brendan retch. “Sounds to me like you girls aren’t getting enough of it yet.” Finally, the women lost even the strength to cry. Brendan wrapped his fingers with a handkerchief before tipping one of their chins to face him. “So, who gave you girls the order?” - Deirdre stirred, opening her eyes. She instinctively rubbed her hand over her bedside, but there was no one. “Miss McKinnon? Are you awake?” She reeled in realization. Had Brendan left? She nodded nonetheless. “Are you hungry? Do you need me to get you something to eat?” “What time is it now?” “Three in the afternoon.” Deirdre was quite