Chapter 629

Broderick Ackerley's chest tightened all of a sudden. He still remembered—Leslie Green once told him she'd had a dream. In it, they both died. That memory stabbed deeper now, like pain that had already been carved into his bones. His voice came out low and a bit raspy. "Leslie, I told you before: if we're headed for hell, then we go together. If you want to take someone out, I’ll be right there handing you the weapon. If you want to set the world on fire, I’ll light the match for you. I only ask one thing—whatever happens, take me with you. If blood’s gonna be spilled, let’s stain both our hands together." He hated that she always tried to shield him, to keep them out of everything like she had to carry it alone. But he wasn't weak. Not some helpless man hiding behind her. He could stand just as strong. Their bracelet and wristband clinked together, casting a strange, almost magical glow that lit up their sharp, flawless features. She gave a soft, knowing smile, then dipped her head sl