Anna Jadwin had just sat up when she was pressed down again by Locke.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure he joins you, and you can die together."
Anna Jadwin, furious, kicked out —
Locke grasped her ankle, and she cried out in pain.
"Tie her up and hang her off the cliff."
As Locke spoke, he moved to the window, took the binoculars, and looked up at the sky above the abyss.
Wayne Bailey had dispatched dozens of fighter jets, surrounding the peak of this abyss.
Locke had set up multiple ambushes here in advance.
"I've been waiting for him for a long time," Locke put away the binoculars; the clues were intentionally left by him, for fear that Wayne Bailey wouldn't be able to find them.
Originally, he had planned to wait another day and send someone to deliver a message, but now that Wayne had come himself, it was perfect.
Anna Jadwin's lips were sealed with tape, and ropes bound her hands and feet.
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