Chapter 40
I leaned against the door, chilled all over, my fingers trembling uncontrollably.
“Mr. Keith, is it done? Harold has caught up. He’s right outside!”
Mr. Keith was fiddling with the candles but said nothing.
“Honey, open the door.”
“Bitch, open the door right now or I’ll kill you!”
Harold’s tone grew increasingly menacing.
Fighting back fear, I rushed to the dining table, grabbed a fruit knife and stared hard at the door.” After shouting a few times and seeing I wouldn’t open the door, Harold started kicking it hard.
The door panel at Mr. Keith’s place began to loosen from the kicks.
“Alright, come here quickly.”
Mr. Keith pushed me into the eight–trigram pattern made of candles and snatched the fruit knife from my hand. He stared at me steadily and
and said, “You have to stay inside the eight–trigram diagram for twenty minutes. Give me 14 thousand dollars and I’ll block the man outside for you.“”
Mr. Keith didn’t give me no chance to say no. He grabbed my phone, opened up my banking‘ app, pressed me to tap in the payin‘ code right there and then and shifted the money himself.”
I trembled as I typed in the password.
“This is my grandson’s account. Fourteen thousand is enough for him to finish school.” Mr. Keith smiled in relief, then resolutely grabbed the fruit knife and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, Harold, with a grimacing face, tried to rush in but was stopped hard by Mr. Keith outside the door. The door shut again.
Harold shouted fiercely, “Get lost!“}
Mr. Keith replied firmly, “I won’t let you in.”
“You old bastard, you’re asking for death!”
The next moment, I heard fists pounding against a body with heavy thuds.
I anxiously watched the time, every second feeling like an eternity.”
Even though I was inside the eight–trigram diagram meant to restore the energy, my whole body was freezing and my belly kept cramping sharply.
I gently rubbed my stomach, “Baby, you have to hold on.”
Almost twenty minutes had passed.
I started planning how to drive Harold away once it was over, but unexpectedly, Mr. Keith suddenly let out a miserable scream.
He cried out in pain and shock, “You actually dared to kill me…“§
Harold’s voice was fierce and demonic, “Who told you to block my way? Die!“}
My breath caught in my throat. Did Harold just kill Mr. Keith?!
4:20 PM
