Chapter 449

• In this desolate place where nothing good ever happens, if it weren't for Jackson happening to drive by and saving me from those two filthy scoundrels, I don't even want to think about what would have happened to me. I was so scared, huddled up and clutching my shoulder and chest, watching those two beg for mercy.
• I don't know how long it took, but eventually the two men stopped making any noise and their breathing became heavier. I whispered, "Jackson, stop hitting them, someone might get killed."
• Jackson stood up, lightly patting his hands as if brushing something off. There was obvious disgust and disdain in his eyes. "Hitting you guys would only dirty my hands."