The locked door finally swung open. The moment it did, the faces of everyone inside contorted in terror.
Outside stood a large contingent of Men in Black, every single one of them holding a gun.
Trying to escape through the main gate was now utterly impossible!
When Catherine Callahan saw Quentin Grant slowly walking toward the entrance, her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she fainted dead away from fright.
"Men, take her away." A few Men in Black were dispatched to load Catherine Callahan's body into a car.
Quentin Grant looked down at the still-bleeding wound on Nora Ainsworth's arm, his heart aching for her.
"I told you not to push yourself, but you insisted…"
Nora Ainsworth offered a faint smile. "Otherwise, how would we have caught them? Quentin, since it's come to this, there's no reason to hide it anymore. Let's go back and lay everything bare. We can't afford to waste any more time—not with the children."
