Chapter 274: Drugging (1)

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"Boom—!"

Thunder roared outside the window.

Lightning streaked across the sky, mixed with raindrops, as Mrs. Johnson suddenly sat upright in bed, her face pale and cold sweat running down her forehead.

She clutched at her chest desperately, feeling as though her heart was about to leap out of her throat.

She had had a nightmare.

She dared not recall the scenes from her dream, but the ghastly pale faces of Samuel Johnson and Tasha Moore kept swirling in her mind.

"Boom—!!"

Another thunderclap erupted, and Mrs. Johnson reached out to turn on the light. The face reflected in the French window nearby was her own, rendered terrifyingly pale by fright.

It couldn't be, she thought, it was just a nightmare, not reality...

She kept reassuring herself, but a voice in her heart was frantically contesting: What if it were true? What if Samuel Johnson had been killed by that person while searching for Tasha Moore?

What if they both had died in the mountains?

What if...