"How is it?"
Seeing the driver lying down and not responding for a long time, Brandon was anxious.
"Mr. Cassel, Ms. Thompson is tied to the edge of the cliff by that old bastard with a rope!"
"Hurry up and save her. What are you waiting for?" Brandon urged, frowning tightly.
If not for the injury on his foot, Brandon would have rushed over to save Savanna. However, in this situation, he needed a gun to control the situation. He didn't know what Jayce had up his sleeves.
"Mr. Cassel, I can't pull her up." The driver struggled for a while and panted tiredly.
Jayce kindly added, "Mr. Cassel, don't waste your man's energy. In order to prevent Ms. Thompson from running away, I especially hung a huge stone at her feet."
"You madman!" Brandon pulled the trigger again and angrily hit Jayce's right shoulder. Jayce was holding a gun in his hand.