Chapter 865

Marsha had been so worried about Suzanne that she hadn't noticed Austin was gone. He had been there during the surgery, but now, he was nowhere to be seen. Charles looked at Marsha and said softly, "He went to do what he had to do." Marsha instantly understood. … There was an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Dudore, and the place was pitch-black. Sawyer, having had one arm chopped off, was thrown inside. He could only feel the searing pain radiating from his wound. He had no idea where he was. Even more terrifying was not knowing what was coming next. That fear of the unknown was eating him alive. Then, the lights in the warehouse suddenly flicked on. Sawyer instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes, but the movement pulled at his wound, making him suck in a sharp breath through clenched teeth. He lay on the ground, grinding his teeth as he tried to bear the pain. The door creaked open. Austin stepped in, his presence ice-cold and suffocating. The moment Sawyer s