In less than two minutes, Thorne returned to the cell, which had now turned so quiet that even if a pin was dropped, it’d be heard. He was holding a black box. All the criminals were so petrified that they held their breath as if, that way, Maverick wouldn’t discover their presence. Thorne strode towards Mr. Hunt's cell, unlocked it, and then strode into it while holding the toolbox. Upon seeing the door open, Mr. Hunt tried to take advantage of the opened door to run away. He dashed for the door immediately. Unfortunately for Mr. Hunt, Thorne was multiple times faster than him. With a fierce kick from Thorne, Mr. Hunt landed on the floor like a broken doll. He grabbed his chest and groaned in pain. “Bastard.” Thorne cursed, his face morphing in contempt. He opened the toolbox and took a step back. “Done, boss.” Maverick made his way into the cell at a calm and leisurely pace, but with every step he took, the faster the prisoners’ hearts pounded. He sat down, an auth
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