Chapter 175

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Of course, she wasn’t afraid of poison. Theresa knew Wolfe well–and she knew the old camp days even better. He wouldn’t dare poison anyone. To poison someone from KI Camp wasn’t just about whether it could be done it was about the consequences, and Wolfe’s tiny camp couldn’t shoulder those.
Even if he succeeded, what would he gain? A few articles of clothing? Hardly worth the risk.
The return on investment just didn’t make sense. Wolfe was a schemer, not a lunatic.
And food was worth its weight in gold now. Poison? That was a luxury, too. Where would he even get sleeping pills, let alone lethal toxins?
One glance at the food on the table and she could tell–he wouldn’t risk it. She simply had no appetite for this kind of food after being used to better food.
But even if she wasn’t hungry, she wouldn’t let it go to waste. She gave it all to Kyle.
Across the table, Graham and the others watched as Kyle’s bowl piled high with meat slices. Theresa kept snatching even more off their plates to give to him. The envy in their eyes was nearly palpable.
Theresa’s favoritism had never been subtle. She made no effort to hide it.
Suddenly, Kyle seemed like the luckiest guy on earth.
“Mr. Keaton,” Wolfe murmured, eyes squinting at Theresa as she ate across the room, “that Ms. Hall you brought with you… she really manages the Blazing Sun Camp?”
Lucas glanced at him. “You think I’d lie to you?”
“No, no, of course not!” Wolfe quickly forced a grin. “I’m sure you wouldn’t. It’s just… Ms. Hall seems a bit, well, peculiar.” Googlᴇ search.net
“I think she’s great.”
Wolfe blinked, then fell silent. What else could he say after that?
Out of the two tables of food, Theresa and Lucas‘ squad ate the majority. Lucas and Wolfe barely touched theirs. And once she was full, Theresa helped herself to the candy and liquor on the table, too. 1.
Wolfe’s temple throbbed as he watched her casually stuff the last of the goods into her bag. His head felt like it was about to explode.
It was worse than getting slapped across the face.
Satisfied and tipsy, Theresa headed off to the room Wolfe had arranged.
The factory’s top floor had five rooms. Since Theresa was the only woman, Lucas gave her his private room and bunked with the others. She didn’t hesitate to accept.
Once the rooms were settled, she stepped outside. The familiar surroundings of the camp tugged at old. memories. She walked out through the back door of the factory to take a quiet stroll.
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Just as she stepped into the alley, a voice called out.
“Hey there, little girl. Where you headed?”
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Two men were closing in on a young woman. Another man leaned against the wall nearby, whistling. amused.
The girl looked barely twenty, her face smudged with dirt. She wore just two thin, torn shirts, her bare arms trembling in the cold wind.
As she noticed the two men approaching with purpose, fear flashed across her face. She turned to run.
“B*tch! You should feel honored we even looked at you! Think you can run from us? Run where, huh?!”
One of the men slapped her hard across the face. She staggered like a helpless lamb, her eyes brimming with tears. She opened her mouth to scream–but a hand clamped down before she could make a sound. The lead man shoved her into the corner and reached for her shirt.
Then his wrist was caught.
A massive hand grabbed him and, in one clean motion, lifted him like a rag doll and slammed him against the wall.
All eyes turned.
A towering man, over six feet three, stood in front of them like a demon out of hell. Tattoos ran from his neck down under his shirt. His presence alone was enough to freeze the air.
“Tyger!” one of the other men shouted his name in horror.
Smack! Tyger backhanded him without a word.
“You outta your d*mn mind? You hit me?!”
Smack! Tyger didn’t answer. He didn’t need to.
“You idiot! You’re dead! You hear me?! You’re-!”
Smack. Smack. Smack!
No words. Just a flurry of slaps.
After several rounds, the man was begging, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry, man!”
Tyger let him fall, then grabbed the first man again, giving him a few more slaps for good measure.
Whap! Whap! Whap!
When he was done with them, Tyger turned slowly, eyes landing on the third man–the one who had been watching.
Crack! Another slap.
“You crazy?! I didn’t even do anything!”
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Phack!
The man didn’t dare say another word. He turned and ran.
Theresa, still standing in the doorway, let out a laugh–bright and clear, like a bell in the chaos.
Tyger turned his head and looked toward her.
Then he glanced back at the girl he had just saved.
But the girl stared at him in sheer panic. She backed away, terror in her eyes, then turned and ran–as if the man who had just saved her was even worse than the ones who attacked.
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