To him, whoever it was didn't matter. Even his own flesh and blood had to pay with their life.

Seeing Raegan's lips pressed tightly together, refusing to talk, Davey sneered, “Not going to talk, huh?" His eyes filled with hostility, his grip tightened. "It seems you really want to die.”

With those words, he shoved Raegan out and her body half-jumped out of the window ledge.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from below.

Dangling upside down, Raegan felt blood rushing to her head, her vision beginning to fade. Struggling to open her eyes, she saw that the person below was Erick. Erick had actually arrived.

Davey, who had come out hastily with only four bodyguards, found them quickly overpowered by Erick's people.

Davey peered out and, spotting Erick, said with a smirk, “What a day, all the people who deserve to die have shown up."

“You maniac, let go of my sister, or I swear I'll kill you!" Erick shouted.

Davey pulled a gun from behind, aiming it at Erick. "How exactly do you plan to kill me, you fool? Do you think your men can outdraw my bullet?"

With Raegan in his grip and Erick at gunpoint, both appeared cornered and outmatched.

Davey, losing his patience, shouted, “Maybe you can convince your sister to tell me where she hid Casey, or she'll be the first to go, then you!"

Erick stood firm. “Davey, I've already involved the police from Houghton and Aurora. I'd think about giving up if I were you."

Davey sneered, “You really don't get it, do you? I'll only count to three."

He ominously announced, "At three, you'll watch your sister's brains paint the pavement, then you two can lie there together."

Erick's skin crawled, and he shouted, “Try it, I dare you!"

Davey's smile was sinister as he began to count, “Three... Two.."

But just before he could say “one," a figure moved swiftly by.

Raegan was thrown aside by some unseen force, and a loud thud echoed.

It sounded like someone had fallen from a great height.

Raegan's heart raced. The cold smell of cedar filled the air.