Chapter 986


    Meanwhile, Josie had been bound to a chair for two full days. Her entire body was numb as she stared


    nkly at the images on the television screen.


    It was unclear how much she had watched.


    The camera focused on the lively guests. Dexter and Heather were not present. Josie presumed they


    were preparing.


    It’s happening soon…


    Josie could clearly sense the nervousness in Johnny and his subordinates.


    Unexpectedly, Josie felt rxed. She couldn’t care less, knowing that there was no chance for


    redemption.


    “Boss… what’s that sound…” oneckey asked Johnny, holding his breath to listen.


    Johnny’s brow furrowed as he discerned the sporadic, weighty thuds of a walking stick hitting the floor,


    indicating the presence of someone using a walker.


    “Someone’sing!” Johnny eximed in rm. He drew his knife, cautiously moving forward.


    Josie furrowed her brows. She also heard the sound of the walking stick approaching, the disordered


    footfalls growing louder. Their intent was unmistakable. They were advancing in their direction.


    Soon, Josie looked up, only to see a pair of feet d in canvas shoes. She continued to look up and


    saw a hunched figure, leaning on a walking stick. When her gaze fell on his face, her pupils dted in


    surprise.


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    He was already over sixty, and although his health was not the best, he remained calm even in the face


    of danger.


    Mark had evidentlye alone. He scanned the deste, abandoned construction site, his gaze finally


    settling on Josie, who was bound.


    His gaze darkened.


    “Who are you!” Johnny brandished his knife at him, a hint of fear lingering in his voice. “How did you


    find this ce!”


    Finally, Mark turned his gaze toward Johnny, his voice steady as he said, “This is my home. If anyone


    should be asking that question, it should be me!”


    His home? Johnny searched his memories. “Y-You’re Mark Olsen!”


    How terrifying! How on earth did Mark manage to find this ce? Wasn’t it long since abandoned?


    Markmented, “Young man, you have quite a keen eye!”


    He walked forward, leaning on his walking stick,pletely disregarding the knife he was holding.


    Johnny and his subordinates were forced to retreat.


    “Don’te any further. Weapons don’t discriminate. You’re not young anymore. There’s no need to


    take risks!”


    “I’ve experienced struggles from my youth until now. There’s nothing I haven’t seen. Your mere knife


    can’t harm me!”


    Mark continued to move forward, truly unafraid.


    Johnny and his subordinates exchanged nces, unsure of what to do next. Should we take action?


    But this man is, nominally, Heather’s father at present! If we don’t, then what are we going to do?


    Mark stood firm before the tip of his de. “Listen, young man. Whatever you’re nning to do is none


    of my business. I’m not here to y the hero.”


    Johnny nced at Josie. Her eyes unmistakably carried a trace of anticipation, but in an instant, it


    vanished.


    The anticipation was gone.


    Johnny heaved a sigh of relief. He’s alone. I’m sure he has no other intentions. “Then what are you—”


    Mark looked at Josie. “I’m here to have a word with her.”


    Mark sat straight on the steps, right next to Josie.


    “Untie her.”


    “No way!”


    Josie’s wrists and ankles had been rubbed raw by the ropes, her skin now taking on a ghastly bluish


    hue.


    “Untie her!” Markmanded in a deep voice. “We’re at Olsen Residence. The people outside are


    under mymand. She won’t be able to escape!”


    “Why should I trust you? What if you’re here to save her?”


    “The person who kidnapped her is my daughter! I will never harm her!”


    To Johnny’s surprise, Mark knew it was Heather.