Ch 200: The Pick-Pocketing- Part 3

"Who are you? Why are you doing this to us?"

Racheal asked under her breath but she did not expect an answer to come. Still, since Kyle was a good person, he decided to give her one.

"My name is Kyle. That is all you need to know about me. Now, I shall find your brother and extract my revenge."

Racheal's breath came in shallow bursts, her pulse pounding like a drum in her ears. 

The man who called himself Kyle radiated power, his eyes calm but unrelenting. He hadn't drawn a sword, hadn't raised a hand, and yet Racheal felt as though she were standing on the edge of a blade. 

Still, when he began to step toward the sealed door, her desperation clawed free of her fear.

"Wait. I have a deal you won't be able to turn down." 

She said, voice shaking. 

Kyle paused.

Racheal forced herself to look up, defiance flickering behind her trembling eyes.