Unsure if anyone was watching from outside, Evangeline cautiously poked her head through the opening.
The warehouse was in a clearing, with a single car parked in the yard. The area was surrounded by dense forest, with only one road leading up into the mountains.
After confirming that the coast was clear, Evangeline turned to get Poppy. But when she saw the scene inside the warehouse, she froze.
The door, which had been closed, was now wide open. Mr. Howard sat in his wheelchair, watching her with an amused expression. He was flanked by several of his men. One of them had Poppy in a chokehold, his hand clamped tightly over her mouth.
Another man walked over to the unconscious guards and doused them with water, jolting them awake.
"Damn you! You ambushed me!" one of them roared, stumbling toward her in a rage.
Mr. Howard raised a hand, stopping them.
Evangeline pressed her lips together and climbed back down to the floor.
"Miss Whitmore, you are quite clever, aren't you?" Mr. Howard sneered. "You seem to know a lot of tricks."
Evangeline remained silent. It was true. After being locked up so many times in the past, she had learned a thing or two.
Mr. Howard glanced up at the bent bars behind her. "Good thing I had a camera installed in here. Otherwise, you might have actually gotten away."
As he spoke, a man grabbed her and forcefully retied her hands. He then dragged her in front of Mr. Howard.
"Take off her ring," Howard ordered.
The man yanked at the ring on her finger with rough, pulling motions. Evangeline felt a sharp pain, as if her knuckle was about to break.
The ring was handed to Mr. Howard. He examined it, pressed a small catch, and watched as the tiny dagger sprang out. He raised an eyebrow. "Interesting. But I doubt you'll be needing this anymore."


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