CHAPTER 102

Paul checked his pockets and around him - there was no weapon that he could use to defend himself in case there was an attack.

While his mind was reeling with thoughts on what he was going to do should the situation become dangerous for him, Mr. Ferguson came out of his inner room and Paul had to blink a million times within a short time to get a grasp of the horror that he was seeing.

Mr. Ferguson has a long chain tied to the neck of a young teenage boy. The boy’s limps were a deadly map of abuse and red marks of brutality were all over his body. The red scars on his body were so evident that there was barely any spot on his skin that was not contorted with the tragic painting of abuse.

His limbs were a tragic show of suffering and his legs were enclosed in a deadly moist of blood. The teenage boy’s eyes were enclosed in an expression of unconsciousness as his lids were heavy with a tragic weight of fatigue.

Paul jolted, his breath held up in a silent terror and his skin a deadly ca
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