Chapter 394 A Bone–Crushing Truth
Chapter 394 A Bone–Crushing Truth
A dreadful premonition swelled inside Jenn.
But even then, she clung to a sliver of hope.
She kicked Ben hard in the face, her voice hoarse with desperation. “Where’s Sharon? You monsters- where the hell did you hide her?”
Getting hit by a woman made a sh of viciousness flicker in Ben’s shadowed eyes.
If Jenn had stormed into the basement alone, he and Jerry would’ve made her beg for death.
He’d have whispered in the cruelest voice imaginable that her precious friend Sharon had been slowly tortured to death, her skin and flesh peeled away bit by bit–what remained of her body dumped <i>right </i>there in the basement.
By now, all that would be left were bones.
But James… even though they didn’t know who he was, one look at him told them he wasn’t someone to cross. His presence was terrifying. And he hadn’te alone–he had cops with him. There was no way Ben was going to confess to murder in front of the police.
So he feigned ignorance. “That bitch was always trying to run. How the hell should I know where she ended up?”
Jerry, terrified the police would find out what they did to Sharon, quickly added, “Yeah, <i>that </i>whore ran off ages ago!”
“No way!”
Jenn wanted–more than anything–for Sharon to be safe, to have escaped these monsters.
But she’d known Sharon for years. She knew her better than anyone.
Sharon was a good girl, kind and loyal. If she had really escaped this hellhole, there was no way she would’ve left Jenn behind.
Jenn stomped on Ben’s face with all her strength. “Tell me now–where the hell is Sharon?”
Upstairs, Lily had heard everything clearly.
She knew that James had found her so quickly thanks to the girl downstairs–the one covered in wounds. She could guess that this girl had also been trafficked to the vige.
Lily hoped she and her friend could both escape safely.
But in her heart, she knew the truth.
That pile of bones in the corner… it was most likely Sharon.
Grief and pity filled her chest. But sometimes, the only thing they could do was <b>face </b>reality–and <b>speak </b><b>the </b>
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truth, to make sure the monsters paid for their crimes.
Swallowing back tears, Lily took a shaky breath and rasped, “Those two animals said they tortured thest girl they bought to death.”
Her chest grew tighter as she spoke, her voice thick with sorrow. “The pile of bones in the corner–that’s her.”
“What?”
Time seemed to slow for Jenn.
Just turning around felt like it drained her of every ounce of strength.
She turned… and there they were. Bones. A pile of deformed white bones in the corner.
And beside them, a wooden safety charm–warped, its surface soaked in old, dried blood.
Sharon had been deeply in love with her boyfriend, Charles. He’d given her that charm after she’d been <b>in </b>a car ident.
He wanted her to recover, to live a long life.
But the girl he’d held so dearly in his hands… hadn’t made <i>it</i>.
When Jenn had rushed into the basement earlier, her eyes had been red, tears streaming down her face. Now, staring at the bloodstained charm and those bones, she suddenly couldn’t cry anymore.
Her fingers trembled as she clutched the charm tightly, whispering over and over, “Sharon, wake up…”
“You loved Charles so much. He’s probably still looking for you, still waiting for you. Don’t you want to go back to him? Please, wake up…”
But Sharon…
She had closed her eyes for good two years ago.
Her body had long since turned to bones. She would never wake again.
And Jenn–Jenn was drowning in hate.
Five years ago, a kind old woman in the vige had secretly given her and Sharon a hand–drawn map and a bottle of sleeping pills.
She’d told them there was a new forest ranger stationed at the marked spot–someone who associate with the vige men. He could help them call the police.
All they had to do was drug the men who kept them prisoner and sneak away under cover of night.
At the time, they’d trusted Mathilda. She’d shared their fate. She’d cried and begged them to take her with them.
So they told her the n.
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They never expected her to betray them so quickly, shoving them deeper into hell.
The only thing Jenn was grateful for was that she never told Mathilda about the old woman’s help otherwise, that kind soul would’ve suffered too.
“Sharon…”
Jenn hated Mathilda.
Hated her so much she wanted to tear her apart, devour her, drink her blood.