Chapter 145- Thrown

Stephen wavered and words caught in his throat. "We. we don't have anything. But we can help you get what you want." His voice came out a bit shaky as he let the desperation of the situation come upon him.

Victor gave him a sharp look. "What the hell are you talking about? What do you mean, we don't have it?" His frustration was stark, but Stephen disregarded him, keeping his focus on the man across from them.

The grin on the Chinaman's face spread wider, mirth dancing in his eyes. "You think you can help me?" he mocked. "I have everything I need." He clicked his fingers, and the guards moved farther in, guns still pointed. "Take them.

Before either Stephen or Victor could utter anything, two guards stepped forward, grabbing them by their arms. Stephen struggled to pull away, but it was hopeless. A grip clamped down hard on his arm, sending pain shooting up his shoulder. Victor wasn't faring much better, thrashing at the guard holding him.

"Wait!" Stephen yelled, but the guards didn't
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