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Chapter 253: You Wouldn’t Dare
🕑 Added 2025-05-06 20:13:21 +0000 UTC“See? Your traits are just too obvious. Just a mention, and anyone can recognize you.”
Juno teased, “That’s not so great, is it?”
There’s a reason why the assassin world ranks A-level at the top, while D, E, F, and G-levels are considered insignificant. Concealment is also a talent.
“So, you’re the one trying to cling to Adam?”
Heather ignored Juno’s teasing and coldly looked down at Amazing Amy.
At this moment, she was no longer the fragile woman who used to be shaken to her core by a scumbag ex-boyfriend and a backstabbing best friend.
After surviving the Chainsaw Carnival, rekindling a bit of the Sawyer family’s madness, and spending so much time with her cousin Leatherface, she had truly become a ruthless cowgirl.
Her beautiful blue eyes locked onto Amy, exuding an intense pressure.
“No.”
Amazing Amy was startled and quickly denied it, “I just ran into him by coincidence. We were just catching up. Please, don’t get the wrong idea.”
“That’s not what Adam said.”
Juno laughed, “He said you wanted to get back together, and he turned you down. But now you’re planning to move to New York? If that’s not clinging, then what is?”
“Oh my God! How is that clinging?”
Amazing Amy feigned grievance, “I did want to get back together, but after he turned me down, I let it go. I’m moving to New York because my parents have been planning it for a while. I’m just following them. It’s not about chasing Adam.”
“So, we misunderstood you?”
Juno’s ‘expression changed.’
“Yes!”
Amazing Amy hurriedly explained, “I broke up with him, not the other way around. Why would I cling to him?”
“But things have already come this far…”
Juno hesitated.
“Just kill her,” Karen said coldly, “There’s no turning back.”
“No!”
Amazing Amy screamed in terror, “This is all a misunderstanding! We can pretend this never happened! I swear I won’t say a word!”
“I don’t believe her,” Karen said icily.
“I agree,” Heather nodded. “Since things have come this far, we should end it once and for all.”
“No!”
Amazing Amy shouted, “If you kill me, the police will find out.”
“No, they really won’t.”
Juno kindly explained, “You’ve been attending farewell parties lately, and the last one was your final one. All your friends in Boston think you’ve already left.
As for your parents, they’re in New York, and they don’t seem to care about you much. They haven’t contacted you even once in over two weeks.
Once this gap in time passes, no one will know where you went.
The American police aren’t as sharp and efficient as they’re portrayed in sponsored TV shows. It’ll likely turn into a cold case, or they’ll assume you ran away because you couldn’t stand your parents’ control.
Your parents might even capitalize on it and release another book in the ‘Amazing Amy’ series.”
Amazing Amy’s face grew paler with every word Juno spoke.
She realized that Juno came prepared—she’d probably been watching her for a while.
And considering how they chose a quiet night to strike, knocking her out without any struggle, the chances of anyone noticing were almost zero.
If she disappeared now, no one would even know.
And as time passed, the already scarce clues would vanish completely. Who could figure it out?
If American police were that good, there wouldn’t be so many unsolved serial killer cases, let alone the few that ever get solved.
Every year, a staggering number of people go missing due to all sorts of reasons—running away, human trafficking, imprisonment in basements, murder, and so on.
Every few years, mass graves are discovered somewhere—in forests, oceans, walls, you name it. It causes a public uproar and becomes the talk of the nation.
Most of these victims are never identified.
Of course, Amy visited the dentist frequently, so she had dental records. If they eventually found her remains, they could identify her, but what good would that do?
Besides, she always looked down on American law enforcement.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to scheme against everyone, filled with contempt even in her inner monologues.
Not to mention that after the incident, she had the audacity to alter her plans at the last minute—risking everything to kill someone, then returning to face everyone.
She remained calm under questioning from countless officers, even when a female detective noticed flaws in her story. She coolly deflected with a few words, forcing the detective to let her go despite her suspicions.
Of course, this was yet to happen.
But she had the nerve to scheme against her ex-boyfriend and succeeded.
To say she had any respect for American law enforcement would be a joke.
Now, that same arrogance was causing her immense fear.
At this moment, she desperately wished American police were a bit more competent.
She got away with breaking the law before, facing no consequences.
But now, Juno and the others had meticulously planned everything, acted efficiently, and were ready to kill her without hesitation—far crueler than she could ever be.
Expecting them to get caught?
That would be far too naive.
She had everything anyone could want, but right now, she didn’t want to die!
There is great terror between life and death.
If she hadn’t been injected with muscle relaxants and sedatives, rendering her limp and paralyzed, she would’ve been trembling uncontrollably by now.
“Sigh, what a pity,”
Juno sighed, “I actually wanted to be good friends with you.”
“She must die!”
Karen’s tone grew even colder.
“Right! Who knows if she’s lying? Women are the best liars, and she’s a psychology expert. She’s even better at lying.”
Heather picked up a small electric chainsaw. The moment she flipped the switch, it buzzed loudly, emitting a terrifying noise.
“I’m not lying!”
Even the sedatives couldn’t stop tears from streaming down Amy’s face.
The thought of a chainsaw cutting into her was horrifying and excruciating!
“Really?”
Juno leaned in close, locking eyes with Amazing Amy, “Are you sure?”
Boom!
Amazing Amy suddenly realized something. Her face went pale, then quickly regained color as the terror in her eyes faded, replaced by calmness.
Her mind raced, and her training as a top Harvard psychology graduate kicked in.
If they truly intended to kill her, why waste time talking?
And killing someone isn’t that easy.
If they really wanted her dead, they would’ve made her unconscious first to make it easier.
They were just trying to scare her!
To make her submit!
Maybe Juno was even trying to manipulate her—playing a psychological game.
Well, two can play that game.
She held a trump card, a guaranteed way to win no matter what they did.
With this realization, she fully regained her composure, even letting a faint smile curl at her lips.
“You wouldn’t dare!”
(End of Chapter)
