With a swift motion, Rosalynn tore off his mask.
She stared at him closely as his rugged face was revealed and realized she didnât know him at all.
However, his swift movements suggested he was more than just a regular thug.
âWho are you, and why are you attacking me?â she asked, her voice steady.
The man stared at Rosalynn, frustration evident in his shifting expression.
âArenât you Tilda?â he asked.
Tilda!
Was he really after Tilda?
Rosalynnâs eyes narrowed, her grip on the manâs throat tightening.
âWhy would you want to attack Tilda? Who sent you?â
The man struggled to respond, his breaths coming in short gasps as he met Rosalynnâs gaze in silence.
Just then, a voice spoke up from behind her.
âRelease him now, or Iâll take out this little child.
â
Rosalynn was startled and turned to find another heavily armed man in black behind her.
He was holding Sheldon, his hand tightly around Sheldonâs neck, ready to snap it with the slightest twist.
âRosalynn,â Sheldon whimpered, his face pale and voice trembling with fear.
âDonât be afraid, Sheldon!â Rosalynnâs heart sank.
She turned to the man in black.
âLet him go, now!â
The man in black remained silent, and the man Rosalynn had subdued took the opportunity to leap up and grab her.
Rosalynn could have escaped, but the warning look in the manâs eyes stopped her.
If she resisted, Sheldon would be in grave danger.
âJamir, Iâve made a mistake.
This isnât Tilda.
What should we do?â the man holding Rosalynn asked.
âIdiot!â Jamir cursed.
âTheyâre all wearing the same clothes.
Wasnât Tilda supposed to have a child? I thought this woman was her.
â
Jamir glanced at Rosalynn and instructed, âTake her to the bamboo grove.
â
âOkay,â the man replied, quickly dragging Rosalynn into the grove.
Rosalynn remained silent, aware that any resistance could endanger Sheldon further.