Chapter 715
Keith’s heart clenched as he fast-forwarded the video to the end, only to find Tarquin alone in the room. Squinting his eyes at the camera, Tarquin pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and held it up to the lens. With a crisp tearing sound, he ripped it in half.
It felt to Keith as though it wasn’t just the paper being torn, but his heart as well.
Tarquin’s provocative gaze never left the camera as he continued to tear the paper into shreds, scattering them in front of the lens before leaving a warning look and walking away. The pieces fluttered down to the floor p>
Breathing heavily, Keith felt as if the torn paper mirrored his shattered heart.
Everyone has something they cherish deeply, and Keith was no different.
He had moved to Jindale City, leaving behind his beloved sanctuary. That cabin, nestled away, held countless treasures of his heart.
It was his refuge, his secret hideout, the place he valued above all others.
And that paper came from there.
The fact that Tarquin had it meant he’d discovered Keith’s sanctuary. How did he find it? Who told him?
Keith dared not think of what had become of the place now p>
In his urgency, Keith stumbled out of bed, barely pausing to throw on some clothes before he headed for the door. Just then, his phone buzzed with a video from an unknown number.
It showed a cozy cabin in the woods, engulfed in flames. The crackling fire consumed the wood, the cabin collapsing into ashes before his eyes. “No, no, no, this can’t be happening p>
Tears reddened Keith’s eyes as he trembled with rage and shock.
He dialed Tarquin, his voice laced with venom. “What have you done p>
Tarquin’s response was chillingly calm. “Just lit a fire. Burnt down a cabin p>
“You bastard! You bloody bastard p>
Tarquin wasn’t bothered by the insults. If anything, Keith’s desperation fueled his satisfaction. Keith had dared to mess with what Tarquin held dear, so it was only fair for Tarquin to strike at the heart of what Keith cherished.
Luckily, during his investigation of Keith, Tarquin had stumbled upon the cabin. He didn’t know its significance to Keith, but he knew it meant everything.
“Oh, Keith, just wait. I’ll make you regret this,” Keith threatened before angrily ending the call and smashing a decorative crystal nearby. Rushing to the site, Keith found nothing but ashes where the cabin once stood. He spread his jacket on the ground, carefully collecting the ashes, tears falling freely.
After gathering as much as he could, Keith headed to the lake nearby, diving in to let the water consume him.
When a threat approached, Keith took it as an outlet for his fury. He wrestled a crocodile in the water, his punches lethal.
A young, massive crocodile fell victim to his wrath. Even after it stopped moving, Keith continued his assault, dragging it ashore to land more punches.
Blood stained his face, but he showed no sign of stopping, a terrifying sight more fearsome than any monster.