Bryson saw through the flaws in her statement and didn’t believe her.
Yet, he wasn’t ready to kill her just then.
His grip on her neck tightened. Bryson stared at her with an icy look, unmoved by her increasing discomfort.
A woman who looked Like Hannah being kept here made Bryson wonder if it was all a setup.
He didn’t let go. Maryam’s face grew pale as she gasped for air, panic rising in her. Her eyes widened. “You… You’re really going to kill me…”
It wasn’t until then that Bryson released her. The next moment, Maryam fell to the floor, coughing violently.
Holding her neck, she looked up at Bryson, her eyes full of silent reproach, “I thought you were actually going to strangle me.”
Bryson gazed down at her emotionlessly. “How do you know the name of Sewell Mitchell?”
Believing she had leverage with her knowledge, Maryam laughed confidently. “Want in on the secret? Then you need to get me out of here. I know a lot about you, and I’ve got dirt on Hannah too. Free me if you want to know them.”
As they spoke, the sound of footsteps echoed from the corridor outside.
Maryam laughed lightly. “It’s too late now. Are you going to take me away, or are we ending this here?”
Bryson simply stared at her, saying nothing. As their eyes met, the room grew quiet.
After saving the others, Dotson and Caleb regrouped. “We’ve got them out. Time to go.”
“Wait a second!”
Caleb, holding his injured arm, gave Dotson a worried look. “Where’s my boss?”
“Your boss?”
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Dotson glanced back toward the mental hospital. “Hasn’t he left? He went in with us.”
Caleb’s worry deepened. “No, he hasn’t made it out yet. I have to go back for him.”
Just as Caleb was about to rush off, Dotson grabbed him, nodding at his wounded arm. “You’re badly hurt. Going back might get you caught.
Hold on. I’ll go check for him.”
As Dotson prepared to leave, Bryson emerged from the shadows, carrying an unconscious woman.
Dotson strode up to him. “Where have you been? Why did you bring back a woman? You…”
Before he finished asking, Bryson tossed the fainted woman towards him.
Subconsciously, Dotson caught the woman. He lowered his head and was startled, almost losing his balance. “Miss Moore!”