Like an eerie old owl screeching in the night, it was utterly terrifying!
The black-clad man was caught off guard, nearly trembling and scattering poison powder all over.
"Bang!"
A loud noise.
The door burst open in response.
Corey Johnsons rushed in from outside, pointing at the panicked man in black, and sternly questioned, "Who are you!"
"Son, stop wasting words with him, catch him quickly, he's here to kill me!" Ruth Upperton saw through the black-clad man's intentions completely.
"Don't come any closer! Or I'll kill her!"
The man in black held a sharp knife against the deeply lined neck of Ruth Upperton.
But mentally, he seemed far from recovering from the whirlpool of his failed plan, his shifty eyes darting constantly...
This time, he was ordered to assassinate Ruth Upperton and then frame Isabella Lindsey for the murder.
But now, he was exposed.
Plan A, obviously, couldn't be completed as expected.
