Gavin saw the flash of the muzzle and felt the heat of the bullet slicing through the air straight toward him. His body tensed, but before the bullet could reach him.Then suddenly he heard the voice he had been waiting for.[REVENGE SYSTEM ACTIVATED.][DANGER DETECTED. EVASION MODE DOWNLOADING.]Gavin felt fear take over as the system's voice could no longer be heard.He could feel his heart beating loudly. Where was the Damn system?After a few seconds, he heard the voice pick up.[EVASION MODE DOWNLOADED….]His body moved before he could even think. A sharp jolt ran through him as his muscles reacted on their own, twisting to the side with unnatural speed. The bullet zipped past his ear, shattering a shelf behind him. Glass and bottles crashed to the floor. The two masked men froze, their expressions hidden but undoubtedly shocked. “What the hell—?!” one of them shouted. Gavin flashed them a smirk. His body moved again. He lunged forward, gripping the man's wrist and twisting

Gavin’s heart pounded in his chest as the heavy creak of the door echoed through the room. His wrists ached from the coarse rope around his skin.He barely had time to brace himself before a figure stepped through the doorway. His breath caught in his throat as he stared at the man walking in.It was Mr. Smith. Gavin couldn’t believe his eyes. It was like he was stuck in a dream or this case a nightmare.Did Mr. Smith come to save him or did he bring him here?As that question settled in Gavin’s mind he noticed a slow, smug grin spread across Mr. Smith’s face as moved closer to him. “Gavin,” Mr. Smith drawled. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Gavin furrowed his brows. His mind raced with questions, but he knew better than to show fear. “What are doing here?” he demanded, his voice rough from hours of shouting for help. “Are you behind my kidnapping?”Mr.Smith chuckled, his dark eyes glinting with satisfaction. “Well of course I am. I just wanted to hang out with you. Haven’t

Harrison’s heart pounded as Mr. Smith’s cold gaze settled on him. “Step away from Gavin, boy” Mr. Smith ordered, in a low tone. Harrison hesitated for a brief second, his fists clenching at his sides. He wanted to fight, to stand his ground, but he knew he couldn’t fight Mr. Smith or Austin. He made a mental note to remind Gavin to teach him more of his advanced fighting skills when they got out. That’s if they would end up leaving here. “Don’t make me lose my temper!” Mr. Smith’s voice picked up. He was staring at Harrison who hadn’t obeyed his words. Reluctantly, Harrison took a step back. Mr. Smith smirked. “Good boy. Now, Austin—escort him out.” Austin grabbed Harrison roughly by the arm, already dragging him toward the door. “No! Please, just spare him!” Harrison pleaded, struggling against Austin’s grip. “You don’t have to do this! If you need to hurt someone, hurt me instead!” Mr. Smith chuckled darkly. “Oh, I could hurt you, but I won’t. You see, you’re not the