Chapter 250 Burned With Fever
“Those footprints are too small. They don’t look like James. Could someone have rescued <b>him</b>?”
The men suddenly let out low, sinisterughs,
“Well, isn’t that interesting? Someone came to die with him!”
“A woman<b>, </b><b>huh</b>… <b>After </b>all the work we’ve done, once we find James, she’ll make a nice little bonus”
“Yeah, <b>that </b>nosey bitch–should’ve minded her own business. I’m gonna kill her myself!
Lily’s skin crawled at the sound of their cruel, malicious voices.
She could make out at least a dozen different voices. If she and James ended up in their hands
There’d be no escape. They’d wish they were dead.
Thankfully, while the patch of dirt where she found James was wet enough to leave footprints, it hadn’t rained or snowed recently. The rest of the mountain ground was dry, covered withyers of fallen grass and leaves. Once she’d lifted James and moved off the riverbank, she’d walked only on the dry grass. Hopefully, no more prints had been left behind.
Near the cave, a <b>few </b>wild <b>jujube </b>trees stood bare of leaves.
At first, she’d thought about stuffing dry grass into the cave’s entrance as camouge.
But all the ground around was stone and dirt. A big pile of grass would only stand out more. In the end, <b>she </b>decided to use rocks to block the entrance instead.
There were plenty of rocks scattered nearby. The cave entrance was small, which helped. Gritting her teeth, she dragged over a fewrger stones and stacked them to form a crude barrier. Then she bent a few branches from the jujube trees around the pile for extra cover.
It didn’t look perfect–but at a nce, it blended in well enough.
She prayed the men wouldn’t spot anything odd.
“Sh t
Footsteps crunched outside the cave not long after.
Lily’s heart leapt straight into her throat.
Voices cursed and muttered, drawing closer.
<b>“</b>What the hell is this?”
She froze.
Even her breath stopped.
“Ow! F*ck! Thorns–damn things stabbed me!”
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Chapter 250 Burned With Fever
There were thorns all over those bare jujube branches. The men must have walked right into one
Then came the sound of something being kicked hand.
“Damn it! That hurt! I’ll kick your ass?”
“Stop kicking! There’s thorns <b>all </b>over the ce–keep it up and <b>you’ll </b>just keep getting stabbed!”
“Forget it. Focus! We need to find James and that bitch. F’m gonna skin them alive tonight!
Lily mped her hands tightly over her nose and mouth, too scared to even blink
The footsteps crept closer.
She could hear the sound of branches being broken and moved aside.
She’d stacked rocks over the entrance, but if they pushed aside the branches and looked closely, they’d see through the cover in a heartbeat.
James was still unconscious. She had <b>no </b>way to fight these people off by herself.
She didn’t even want to imagine what would happen to them if they were caught.
“Hey! Look!
Lily shrank back, pressing herself t against the cold stone wall of the cave.
She was sure the next second those rocks would be torn down and those monsters would burst inside.
“There’s a rabbit! In this freezing cold, there’s actually a rabbit up here!”
“Forget the damn rabbit! Keep looking! That bastard James and his little slut must be hiding ahead- there’s thicker brush that way!”
The voices faded gradually.
Lily finally exhaled–long and slow.
With the entrance blocked, the air inside the cave was hear
headed from how little oxygen there was
But she didn’t dare move the rocks yet.
What if they doubled back?
She and James would have nowhere to run.
and stale. She was starting to feel light-
Almost <b>like </b>her fears summoned them, the voices returned <b>not </b>long after.
The men wandered around the area for another ten minutes, cursing and stomping, before finally leaving again.
Lily waited another full <b>half </b>hour,pletely still in the <b>dark</b>, before she carefully pried loose the topmost rock she’d stacked.
Chapter 250 Burned With Fever
“James, wake up…”
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The immediate danger had passed. She turned on her phone’s shlight and knelt beside James, checking his condition carefully.
After the ident years ago that left him in aa, nc had spent a fortune having all their family cars. reinforced and upgraded.
It must’ve paid off–James‘ head showed no visible injuries.
His white dress shirt wasn’t stained with blood, <b>either</b>.
His ck cks were soaked, but Lily wasn’t about to strip them off to check for injuries. Even if he was <b>hurt</b>, it clearly wasn’t life–threatening.
After a quick check, she let out a small breath of relief.
But seeing him lying there, eyes shut tight, still not waking up, made her stomach twist with worry.
Sometimes people looked fine after an ident–but their internal organs or brain could be seriously damaged.
Please don’t be one of those cases. Please…
“James, wake up.”
She gently patted his face.
Her fingertips brushed his forehead–and froze.
He was burning up. Scorching <b>hot</b><b>. </b>