Just then, a thunderous roar echoed downstairs.

"Raegan!"

Raegan's gaze shifted, and it landed on Mitchel. Scattered around him were bags of money.

Mitchel's heart trembled as he looked up. The grief and pain on his handsome face were clearly seen in the moonlight.

Tears welled up in Raegan's eyes, tears flowing down her forehead and dropping to the ground below.

With her remaining strength, she bit her lip and whispered, "Good bye, Mitchel."

It seemed that she was at the death's door.

Once her strength gave out, the knife would pierce her neck, and she would fall off the building.

Either way, it would be a fatal end for her.

Seemingly driven to the edge of sanity, Mitchel ignored the blood gushing from his legs and frantically scrambled up the stairs.

Fear engulfed him to the core.

In a desperate attempt to sustain his strength, he jabbed at the wounds on his thigh to push himself beyond limit.

"No, no, Raegan. You can't die. You can't..

Tears welled up in Mitchel's otherwise stoic expression, clouding his vision.

The instant he reached the second floor, a figure plummeting from above.

Bang! The sound of the impact was deafening.

Mitchel's gaze snapped to the sight of a vivid crimson pooling on the ground.

The next second, his strength abandoned him, and he collapsed to the ground.

Mitchel crumbled to the ground. He tried standing but to no avail.

His legs refused to support him, rendering him motionless on the ground.