"Don't worry, no one dares to hijack me."
Marco gave him a firm high-five, then asked with a hint of gossip, "Isabella Lindsey is innocent now, did you meet her today?"
"Yes." Julian Johnsons did not deny it.
"So are you guys..."
"Yes, temporarily holding him here and will figure something out later." Julian Johnsons nodded with some sorrow.
Marco agreed, then sneered darkly, "But Bertha Marley, that manipulative girl, got what she deserved."
"This is nothing yet."
Julian Johnsons curled his lips coldly, and under the starry sky, his eyes clear as water glinted with red, "She'll meet a more tragic end."
...
The next day.
Johnson Family.
Bertha Marley woke up feeling sore all over.
She just felt like she had a groggy and lengthy dream.
"Ah!!!!"
She suddenly screamed, her eyes filled with horror and dread.
Could it be... last night wasn't a dream?
