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The Brutal Revenge Chapter 60: The Devil's Bargain
The weight of urgency hung over Jones like a storm cloud. Every second wasted was another second Clinton gained, another second Lexi remained in enemy hands. He shoved his phone into his pocket and met the eyes of his crew. Determination burned in their gazes. “We move now,” Jones commanded, his voice slicing through the thick tension. Victor cracked his knuckles. “About damn time.” Kendra checked her weapons. Jace tightened his gloves. Marco adjusted his jacket, his fingers twitching with anticipation. They weren’t just a group. They were an army. Jones turned to Jasmine. “You and Riley find us another way in.” She nodded, already tapping into her tablet, scanning the blueprints for overlooked passages. Riley muttered, “There’s always a backdoor. We just need to find it before Clinton buries it for good.” Jones exhaled sharply, then turned to Victor. “You hit the front with everything you’ve got. Make it look like we’re desperate.” Victor grinned, dark and eager. “I ca
The Brutal Revenge Chapter 61: War Councils in the Dark
Jones’ Hideout – 9:15 PM.The room smelled of sweat, desperation, and the lingering scent of blood from their brutal defeat. Jones sat at the head of the table, a fresh bruise swelling over his cheekbone, his ribs aching with every breath. The dim lights flickered above, casting jagged shadows over the weary faces of his crew.They had barely made it out alive. But survival wasn’t enough.Lexi was still in Clinton’s grasp. And that wasn’t something Jones could allow.Victor leaned against the wall, arms crossed, jaw clenched. His knuckles were still raw from the battle. “We can’t rush in like last time,” he muttered. “We got played.”Jace, bandaged but alive, exhaled sharply. “Played? We got wrecked.”Kendra, her eyes dark with fury, slammed a knife into the table. “Then we change the game.”Jones lifted his gaze, scanning each of them. The fire was still there, burning through their exhaustion. Clinton had won the battle—but not the war.“Lexi is underground,” Jones stated, voice cal
The Brutal Revenge Chapter 62: The Unyielding Clash
The air was thick with tension as Jones and his crew moved through the tunnels beneath Blackwood College. Shadows stretched long and eerie against the damp, concrete walls. Every footstep echoed through the narrow passage, the weight of the mission pressing down on them.Jasmine led the way, her tablet screen illuminating their path, while Victor, Kendra, Riley, and Marco walked with weapons ready. Behind them, Kayla and Jace moved with silent precision, scanning for any sign of traps. Derek brought up the rear, his grip tight on a lead pipe.Jones' heart pounded like a war drum. They had one shot at this. One chance to get Lexi back.And Clinton was waiting.Jasmine’s voice cut through the silence. “Almost there. The corridor up ahead leads directly to the sublevel. If my mapping is right, that’s where Clinton’s holding Lexi.”Jones nodded. “Everyone ready?”The group exchanged glances. No one spoke. The fire in their eyes was answer enough.Victor cracked his knuckles. “Let’s bring
The Brutal Revenge Chapter 63: The Silent Prison
Lexi thrashed against the restraints, her wrists raw from the tight ropes digging into her skin. A damp, musky stench filled the underground room, a forgotten chamber buried beneath Blackwood College, hidden so well that even Jones wouldn’t know where to look.Clinton stood over her, arms crossed, a slow smirk curling across his lips. The dim lighting cast eerie shadows on his face, making the cold amusement in his eyes even more sinister.“You really thought he’d save you?” he mused, crouching beside her. “Jones is out there bleeding for you, but guess what, sweetheart?” He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. “He’s already lost.”Lexi glared at him, fire burning in her eyes. She yanked at the restraints, but they only cut deeper into her skin.Clinton chuckled, standing up. “Struggle all you want. Scream, cry—it won’t change anything.” He straightened his collar, adjusting the cuffs of his blood-stained sleeves. “I have more important things to do.”He strode to the heavy stee
The Brutal Revenge Chapter 64: The Hunt for Nothing
Lexi's heart pounded as the door creaked open. The dim glow from the corridor barely illuminated the figure stepping inside. She didn’t hesitate.With every ounce of strength, she lunged from the shadows, aiming for the figure’s throat. But before she could make contact—CRACK!A searing pain tore across her back as something lashed against her skin. She choked back a scream, stumbling forward. The sting burned deep, the pain instant.The whip slithered back into Clinton’s grasp like a serpent returning to its master.“You really thought you could take me by surprise?” His voice was smooth, amused.Lexi sucked in a shaky breath, her body trembling from the impact. The realization hit her—Clinton had known. He had anticipated her attempt to escape.Clinton twirled the whip in his hand lazily, then dropped something metal onto the floor beside her. The dull clink of steel sent a chill down her spine. Handcuffs.“You’re getting predictable, Lexi,” he murmured. “That little trick with the
The Brutal Revenge Chapter 65: No Mercy, No Escape
The door swung open with a forceful creak, and before Lexi could react—CRACK!A fresh wave of agony tore through her body as the whip lashed across her exposed back. The pain burned hotter than before, forcing a strangled gasp from her throat.Clinton stood before her, eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement as he dragged the whip across the floor. “I thought you’d have learned your lesson by now,” he murmured, rolling the handle in his grip.Lexi’s breath came in short, ragged gasps, but she refused to let him see her break. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth as she bit down, suppressing a scream.CRACK!Another lash. This time across her ribs.Her body convulsed against the pain, her wrists straining against the cuffs, but it was useless. Clinton had made sure of that.The sound of rattling chains echoed in the dim room as he stepped closer, dropping a second set of handcuffs onto the floor beside her. “I’ll admit,” he said, crouching so that their eyes met, “you surprised
The Brutal Revenge Chapter 66: The Edge of Despair
The night air was thick with tension as Jones and his crew moved swiftly through Blackwood College, their eyes sharp, their minds locked on one mission—finding Lexi before it was too late. The dim corridors echoed with their hurried footsteps as they scoured every possible hiding place, but the deeper they searched, the more frustration gnawed at them.No trace. No sign. No Lexi.Jones clenched his fists as they regrouped near the abandoned east wing. Jasmine’s brows were furrowed, her breathing heavy. “Nothing,” she muttered, shaking her head. “We’ve checked every damn place Clinton could’ve hidden her.”Kendra leaned against the wall, frustration lacing her voice. “He’s playing us.”Victor exhaled sharply. “No—he’s outsmarting us. Again.”Jones’s eyes darkened. His mind was racing, turning over every detail. Clinton was always two steps ahead—but he wasn’t invincible. There had to be a crack in his strategy.Jace frowned, scanning the group. “So what now? We can’t keep running aroun
The Brutal Revenge Chapter 1: The Return of Jones
The towering gates of Blackwood College loomed before Jones as a reminder of his past humiliation. A year ago, he had ruled these grounds, his name whispered with a mix of fear and respect. But all of that had been stripped away the night Clinton and his crew took everything from him. They thought they had buried him. They were wrong. A cold breeze brushed against his face as he stepped forward, his boots pressing against the familiar pavement. His black hoodie concealed most of his face, but it couldn’t hide the fire in his eyes. The moment he crossed the threshold, heads turned. Conversations died. The weight of a hundred stares settled on him. "No way…" "Jones? I thought he was gone for good." "He looks different… colder." Jones barely acknowledged the murmurs. Let them talk. Let them remember. They had stood by when Clinton humiliated him. They had watched him bleed. Now, they would witness his return. He didn’t come back for nostalgia. He came back for war. Hi
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Chapter 66: The Edge of Despair
The night air was thick with tension as Jones and his crew moved swiftly through Blackwood College, their eyes sharp, their minds locked on one mission—finding Lexi before it was too late. The dim corridors echoed with their hurried footsteps as they scoured every possible hiding place, but the deeper they searched, the more frustration gnawed at them.No trace. No sign. No Lexi.Jones clenched his fists as they regrouped near the abandoned east wing. Jasmine’s brows were furrowed, her breathing heavy. “Nothing,” she muttered, shaking her head. “We’ve checked every damn place Clinton could’ve hidden her.”Kendra leaned against the wall, frustration lacing her voice. “He’s playing us.”Victor exhaled sharply. “No—he’s outsmarting us. Again.”Jones’s eyes darkened. His mind was racing, turning over every detail. Clinton was always two steps ahead—but he wasn’t invincible. There had to be a crack in his strategy.Jace frowned, scanning the group. “So what now? We can’t keep running aroun
Chapter 65: No Mercy, No Escape
The door swung open with a forceful creak, and before Lexi could react—CRACK!A fresh wave of agony tore through her body as the whip lashed across her exposed back. The pain burned hotter than before, forcing a strangled gasp from her throat.Clinton stood before her, eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement as he dragged the whip across the floor. “I thought you’d have learned your lesson by now,” he murmured, rolling the handle in his grip.Lexi’s breath came in short, ragged gasps, but she refused to let him see her break. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth as she bit down, suppressing a scream.CRACK!Another lash. This time across her ribs.Her body convulsed against the pain, her wrists straining against the cuffs, but it was useless. Clinton had made sure of that.The sound of rattling chains echoed in the dim room as he stepped closer, dropping a second set of handcuffs onto the floor beside her. “I’ll admit,” he said, crouching so that their eyes met, “you surprised
Chapter 64: The Hunt for Nothing
Lexi's heart pounded as the door creaked open. The dim glow from the corridor barely illuminated the figure stepping inside. She didn’t hesitate.With every ounce of strength, she lunged from the shadows, aiming for the figure’s throat. But before she could make contact—CRACK!A searing pain tore across her back as something lashed against her skin. She choked back a scream, stumbling forward. The sting burned deep, the pain instant.The whip slithered back into Clinton’s grasp like a serpent returning to its master.“You really thought you could take me by surprise?” His voice was smooth, amused.Lexi sucked in a shaky breath, her body trembling from the impact. The realization hit her—Clinton had known. He had anticipated her attempt to escape.Clinton twirled the whip in his hand lazily, then dropped something metal onto the floor beside her. The dull clink of steel sent a chill down her spine. Handcuffs.“You’re getting predictable, Lexi,” he murmured. “That little trick with the
Chapter 63: The Silent Prison
Lexi thrashed against the restraints, her wrists raw from the tight ropes digging into her skin. A damp, musky stench filled the underground room, a forgotten chamber buried beneath Blackwood College, hidden so well that even Jones wouldn’t know where to look.Clinton stood over her, arms crossed, a slow smirk curling across his lips. The dim lighting cast eerie shadows on his face, making the cold amusement in his eyes even more sinister.“You really thought he’d save you?” he mused, crouching beside her. “Jones is out there bleeding for you, but guess what, sweetheart?” He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. “He’s already lost.”Lexi glared at him, fire burning in her eyes. She yanked at the restraints, but they only cut deeper into her skin.Clinton chuckled, standing up. “Struggle all you want. Scream, cry—it won’t change anything.” He straightened his collar, adjusting the cuffs of his blood-stained sleeves. “I have more important things to do.”He strode to the heavy stee
Chapter 62: The Unyielding Clash
The air was thick with tension as Jones and his crew moved through the tunnels beneath Blackwood College. Shadows stretched long and eerie against the damp, concrete walls. Every footstep echoed through the narrow passage, the weight of the mission pressing down on them.Jasmine led the way, her tablet screen illuminating their path, while Victor, Kendra, Riley, and Marco walked with weapons ready. Behind them, Kayla and Jace moved with silent precision, scanning for any sign of traps. Derek brought up the rear, his grip tight on a lead pipe.Jones' heart pounded like a war drum. They had one shot at this. One chance to get Lexi back.And Clinton was waiting.Jasmine’s voice cut through the silence. “Almost there. The corridor up ahead leads directly to the sublevel. If my mapping is right, that’s where Clinton’s holding Lexi.”Jones nodded. “Everyone ready?”The group exchanged glances. No one spoke. The fire in their eyes was answer enough.Victor cracked his knuckles. “Let’s bring
Chapter 61: War Councils in the Dark
Jones’ Hideout – 9:15 PM.The room smelled of sweat, desperation, and the lingering scent of blood from their brutal defeat. Jones sat at the head of the table, a fresh bruise swelling over his cheekbone, his ribs aching with every breath. The dim lights flickered above, casting jagged shadows over the weary faces of his crew.They had barely made it out alive. But survival wasn’t enough.Lexi was still in Clinton’s grasp. And that wasn’t something Jones could allow.Victor leaned against the wall, arms crossed, jaw clenched. His knuckles were still raw from the battle. “We can’t rush in like last time,” he muttered. “We got played.”Jace, bandaged but alive, exhaled sharply. “Played? We got wrecked.”Kendra, her eyes dark with fury, slammed a knife into the table. “Then we change the game.”Jones lifted his gaze, scanning each of them. The fire was still there, burning through their exhaustion. Clinton had won the battle—but not the war.“Lexi is underground,” Jones stated, voice cal
Chapter 60: The Devil's Bargain
The weight of urgency hung over Jones like a storm cloud. Every second wasted was another second Clinton gained, another second Lexi remained in enemy hands. He shoved his phone into his pocket and met the eyes of his crew. Determination burned in their gazes. “We move now,” Jones commanded, his voice slicing through the thick tension. Victor cracked his knuckles. “About damn time.” Kendra checked her weapons. Jace tightened his gloves. Marco adjusted his jacket, his fingers twitching with anticipation. They weren’t just a group. They were an army. Jones turned to Jasmine. “You and Riley find us another way in.” She nodded, already tapping into her tablet, scanning the blueprints for overlooked passages. Riley muttered, “There’s always a backdoor. We just need to find it before Clinton buries it for good.” Jones exhaled sharply, then turned to Victor. “You hit the front with everything you’ve got. Make it look like we’re desperate.” Victor grinned, dark and eager. “I ca
Chapter 59: Shadows of Strategy
Abandoned Lecture Hall – 6:30 AM.Jones’ pulse thundered in his ears as he stormed into the old lecture hall. The air was thick with dust, the cracked chalkboard at the front of the room barely visible in the dim lighting. His crew followed close behind, their faces hardened with determination.He didn’t waste time.“Victor, call them,” Jones ordered, his voice razor-sharp.Victor nodded, pulling out his burner phone and dialing fast. “Mara, Alex, Marcus, Kendra, Jace, Riley, Derek, Marco, Kayla. We need everyone. Now.”Jasmine leaned against the desk, eyes narrowed. “Clinton is playing games, and we’re running out of time.”Jones’ jaw tightened. Lexi was out there, trapped in some dark, underground hellhole, while Clinton smirked from his throne like a king untouched by war.Not for long.Within minutes, the door swung open. One by one, the rest of the crew filed in. Mara, tall and fierce, cracked her knuckles as she took a seat. Alex, his hoodie pulled low over his face, leaned aga
Chapter 58: Trapped in the Shadows
Jones’ breath came in sharp, controlled inhales as he scanned the hallway. The walls were smeared with old graffiti, the floor littered with shattered glass, broken furniture, and the remnants of past battles. But none of that mattered.Lexi was gone.And Clinton had taken her.A slow rage burned in Jones’ chest, hotter than ever before. His fingers curled into fists as his team gathered around him, their expressions hardened by the weight of the fight ahead.Victor, blood smeared across his cheek from their last skirmish, was already cracking his knuckles, his body tense and ready. Jasmine clenched the hilt of her knife, her usual smirk gone, replaced by a deadly focus. Mike flexed his fingers around a length of chain, his knuckles white from the grip.None of them needed to speak. They all understood.This wasn’t just another battle for dominance.This was war.Jones took a slow step forward. “We’re getting Lexi back.”Victor nodded. “And Clinton?”Jones’ jaw clenched. “He doesn’t l
