Chapter 1212


    Chapter 1212


    Celeste did a double-take, then went straight to check things out.


    The next thing she saw, up on the third floor, was Mason''s upper body hanging out a window, with one


    hand clutching the window frame for dear life and the other wrestling with a knife-wielding hand that


    reached out from inside.


    The de was dangerously close to his neck, and she could see the bright red blood dripping down his


    hand.


    Just as Celeste got a good look, the knife-wielder took another swipe, but Mason dodged it by a hair''s


    breadth, his grip on the man''s wrist unyielding.


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    The sound of shattering ss from below drew the attention of many neighbors. They popped their


    heads out for a look but quickly retreated, seemingly unfazed by all themotion.


    “Holy smokes, has this dude lost it?!"


    Trisha was unbuckling her seat belt as she spoke. “I''m going up to help Mr. Fletcher. Letti, You go get


    some help!"


    Without waiting for a response, she bolted out the car door.


    That reckless girl! Did she think that knife was a toy? Celeste frowned in worry, continuing her 911 call


    while grabbing her purse to follow her.


    Trisha rushed up to the third floor to see a half-open door, from which she could hear a low, menacing


    voice.


    "You must be her lover, huh? She wants a divorce? Sure thing. I''ll see you both in hell!"


    After pushing open the door, Trisha found the room in chaos. There was a woman by the table who


    was unconscious and bloody. And there by the window, a bare-chested man was wielding a knife and


    cursing a blue streak, with Mason''s feet dangling in mid-air, looking like he was about to be thrown out


    any second.


    Quickly scanning the room, Trisha grabbed a ss and hurled it at the man''s head.


    She had a strong aim, but was short and the man moved just as she threw the ss, causing it to hit


    his neck instead of the back of his head.


    The ss shattered, cutting the man’s neck. He paused to wipe off the blood, but seeing red only


    enraged him further. He turned and charged at Trisha, knife in hand.


    "Bitch, you dare hit me?!" Terrified, Trisha turned tail and ran the moment he spun around.


    With the man distracted, Mason managed to pull himself back in. He grabbed a clothes rod and gave


    chase.


    As Trisha made her escape, she bumped into Celeste, who''d just caught up. "Letti, run! He''s gone


    crazy!" She cried.


    But before she could finish, the man was hot on their heels. Celeste shoved Trisha behind her,


    spraying the man in the face with pepper spray.


    The man screamed in pain, rubbing his eyes and shing around with his knife while cursing, "Bitch, I''ll


    kill you!”


    His vision was impaired, and his movements became erratic. Celeste pulled Trisha away and ran.


    Hearing themotion, a neighbor cracked the door open. The man heard this and lunged towards the


    door. Luckily, the neighbor was quick to m the door shut.