Chapter 39: No Survivors

Blood streamed down Otis Heyland's face without stopping. The arm that had been crushed to pulp left him in agony so intense he could barely breathe. Brock Yale casually tapped a finger against Otis's chest. The bleeding stopped instantly. The pain in Otis's arm, however, only worsened, tearing through him like a blade. It felt even worse than being killed. Brock turned his head toward those Great Island men. "You dared to steal something from the Yale family of Zerton?" His voice stayed calm,...