Chapter 521

Chapter 521:

The buzz-cut man lay sprawled on the floor, a crumpled, bloodied heap. His breath rattled, his swollen face barely recognizable.

“Speak! Where is my wife? What did you do to her? Where is she?”

“No, please…” The man’s body trembled, his battered frame wracked with pain. “I—I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?”

Eric’s rage flared hot again, his muscles coiling as he readied for another strike—but Linda’s grip tightened.

“Then what do you know?” she demanded, her voice cutting through the room like steel. “Talk. Now.”

The man coughed, blood dribbling from the corner of his mouth. “I’ll talk… I’ll talk…”

The buzz-cut man wheezed, gasping through the pain, his body trembling from the brutal beating.

“Don’t let her fool you—that woman is a menace! Even after I had her cornered, she smashed through the car window with a kick! She grabbed a glass shard—stabbed me with it!”

To prove his words, he yanked up his sleeve, revealing a mess of jagged cuts and dried blood. “Look! She did this! All of it!”

Tears streaked his face, his bravado shattered.

“Shut up!” Eric snapped. “Stop your pathetic whining—I asked you where she is!”

“I—I don’t know…” Still nothing.

Eric’s grip tightened, his rage swelling like a storm. Exhaling sharply, his gaze dropped to Linda, still clinging desperately to his waist. “Linda.” He locked eyes with her, his tone dangerously steady. “Move. I’m going to kill him!”

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The bastard wouldn’t talk until he was staring death in the face.

“No!” Her pulse pounded, but she didn’t waver. “I think… he really doesn’t know!”

“I swear! I really don’t know!” The man sobbed, his breath ragged. “She stabbed me and then bolted out of the car! I tried, but I couldn’t catch up!”

“Eric!”

Linda’s voice cut through the tension, her grip tightening around him as she looked up at his face. “I think he’s telling the truth. At this point, lying wouldn’t help him.”

Eric understood, but his chest felt heavy. Where the hell could Hadley have gone?

If she had fought back with a glass shard, was she hurt, too?

His eyes snapped open. “Where?”

The man blinked through his swollen face, confused. “W-What? What do you mean—where?”

“Unless you want to die, tell me where she ran off to?”

“Eric!” Linda tightened her grip, pulling him back just as his body tensed.

“I know! I know!”

The man nearly choked on his words, his entire body trembling with fear.

“Rayton Road!” he blurted out, his voice cracking. “She got off there! That’s where we lost her!”

His eyes darted around wildly, panic flooding his expression. “I swear! I don’t know anything else! She ran, and that’s it! That’s all I know! I swear on my life!”

Rayton Road.

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