Chapter 5

I closed my eyes, bracing myself to survive this one last time.

But the very next second, the old, rusted iron door of the apartment was kicked in with a thunderous crash.

The noise shook the whole place.

Samuel burst in, grabbed a wooden stick from the corner, and smashed it down on Mr. Harper's head.

The stick snapped in two, and Mr. Harper howled in pain, blood gushing out and splattering all over my face.

But Samuel still wasn't satisfied. He grabbed Mr. Harper by the hair and slammed his head against the coffee table, over and over.

No…