AVENGED YOUR DEATHS

Chapter 117

Mr. Reynold sat in his cell, his mind racing with thoughts of escape and vengeance. He had never felt so powerless in his life, trapped behind bars with no way out. He tried to use his influence to sway the cops, but all his attempts were met with indifference or outright hostility.

Fear gnawed at him, the fear of spending the rest of his days locked away in this prison, far from the power and privilege he had grown accustomed to. His thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the arrival of a cop, who informed him that he had a visitor.

Mr. Reynold's heart skipped a beat as he was escorted to the visitor's waiting room. As he entered, his eyes locked onto the figure of Owen sitting calmly in a chair, a smug smirk playing on his lips. Anger surged through Mr. Reynold as he glared at Owen, his fists clenched with barely suppressed rage. He wanted nothing more than to lash out and hurt Owen for what he had done, for putting him in this position.

“How could you do this to me? A
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