Chapter 413

Claire felt wronged—only for a split second though—because the moment her eyes met Hanson's icy gaze, she didn't even dare to breathe too hard. She had no idea what had set this lunatic off again. She hadn't said a word the whole way, never once complained, even when branches and thorns tore at her skin. Seriously... was he just bored now? A chill ran down her spine. Claire swallowed her feelings and cautiously asked, "Mr. Cooper, is the path ahead blocked, or is something else the issue?" "Hand over everything you've got on you. That's the only way this little game keeps going. If not… you and your gear can stay right here," Hanson said flatly, not bothering to sugar-coat his threat. "It's the middle of the night. With the stuff you're carrying, they'll probably pinpoint your location before dawn. But hey—guess what? Think you'll still be breathing when they arrive? Or maybe your brothers will find you looking just like that corpse in the house earlier," he added with a twisted smile.