Oliver grew up in a sheltered environment with only a handful of fights under his belt, the last time being when he courageously stood up to a drunkard and had to be saved by Nora.
For the first time encountering a genuine kidnapping, curled up in the trunk of an SUV for an hour, facing a group of seemingly ruthless criminals... It was only now that Oliver belatedly felt his legs go weak, showing remarkable resilience and psychological endurance.
Anyone else would be too scared to even get into the SUV.
Marcus glanced at him and said, "Try deep breathing."
Oliver attempted to take deep breaths twice; although his limbs felt a bit numb, it did slightly alleviate the situation.
However, he thought the improvement was due to realizing someone else was there with him.
Without Marcus, this academic whiz might be truly intimidated.
"Why are you so calm?"
Oliver thought his brother was unusually composed.
Marcus furrowed his brow slightly and said, "I've helped the police before."
