Bailonz Street 13

Chapter 167. Carrots and Sticks (1)

Jefferson looked at us with a tired face.

Rick Sloughton, now a battered mess, was being dragged into a police wagon. His ear was covered in blood from the bullet that had grazed it. But wasn’t he lucky that his earlobe wasn’t blown off? No, that his head wasn’t hit?

Of course, Liam had roughed him up a bit more, leaving his face mottled, and he’d fainted once and now had seizures just from seeing Liam Moore’s face, but well, he’d brought it upon himself.

Thanks to Liam shifting the gun’s aim at the last moment, Sloughton had avoided death.

How he would face legal judgment remained to be seen, but at least we’d managed to save the children he’d purchased before they died.

Yard officers were rescuing and bringing out the children. Every one of them looked sickly. They couldn’t even remember who they were or why they were there. Their condition was horrific enough to draw involuntary sighs.

“First we’ll send the children to a care facility for proper treatment…”

While Jefferson discussed the next steps, Liam maintained his silence. Then, after organizing his thoughts, he spoke.