Chapter 1050 Help Me
Barnaby’s words moved Natalie. Who wanted to be born poor and powerless, after all? If not for unfortunate circumstances, who would risk their life and fall from grace?
Yet, doing this was not the best and only option. There was no way Barnaby would get out of the place alive, and his sick wife would never see her husband nor receive the money needed for her treatment. “Turn yourself in,” Natalie told him quietly. “You can’t run.”
However, Barnaby did not agree with Natalie’s words. Frustrated, he hissed, “I’m impressed by your kindness and calmness, but that doesn’t mean that I have to listen to everything you say. Don’t worry. Once I get the money and leave safely via the helicopter, I’ll let you go alive.”
“Things aren’t as simple as you think they are.” “Which part of me seems simple to you?”
“Time is running out, so I can’t explain everything to you,” Natalie said grimly. “Surrender. That’s the only way out of this for you and your wife. I’m a doctor, and I know some excellent neurosurgeons—I can save your wife.”
Hearing that, the man studied Natalie and snorted. “You? You’re only in your early twenties. I don’t think you’ve even graduated from medical school. You, a doctor who knows excellent neurosurgeons? Stop trying to pull my leg. I won’t believe anything you say.”
Natalie did not know what she could do to make the man cease his prejudice and believe her; she could only repeat what she had said earlier.
“Time is running out. Please listen to me.”
“Shut up!” Barnaby pressed the knife harder against Natalie’s neck. “You’re not the negotiator those people hired, right? I’ll tell you now that I won’t believe anything you say. I have to save my wife. Once I save her, I’ll pay back for all the lives I’ve taken.”
“I’m not.”
“The helicopter’s here!” Delight danced across Barnaby’s eyes as he watched the helicopter descend on the rooftop. “Save your breath. I’ve told you that you’ll be fine as long as you go along with my plan.”
Natalie began surveying the tall buildings around them. Perhaps a sniper rifle was trained on Barnaby’s head in a spot she could not see.
“I really can help you out,” Natalie insisted with a frown, not wanting to give up just like that.
“If you really can…” Barnaby started. “If I die here, look for my wife. Please treat her. As long as she stays alive, it doesn’t matter if I live or die.”
Just then, the helicopter landed. Jerome walked toward Barnaby with a watch his adjutant passed to him. “Let her go. I’ll give you the watch.”
Jerome had already formed a flawless rescue plan, but he did not wish to risk the life of the woman he was in love with. Barnaby said warily, “Throw it over to me. I’ll let her go once I get it and board the helicopter.”
Almost without hesitation, Jerome threw the watch with a hundred million in virtual currency at Barnaby’s feet.
The moment Barnaby leaned over to pick up the watch, he would be shot.
Natalie closed her eyes.
Indeed, the sound of the bullet burying itself into a man’s head rang in her ears when she closed her eyes.
The knife was instantly gone from her neck, and Natalie finally had the chance to take a deep breath. When she turned, she saw Barnaby, whose forehead was coated with blood and gray matter.
Evidently, Barnaby did not expect a sniper to be around.
Yet, it came as no surprise to Natalie that the army had assigned the sniper to the scene.
Barnaby kneeled on the ground and said with difficulty, “Are you really… a doctor?”
“Yes.” Natalie regarded him with mixed emotions. “I’m genuinely a doctor, and I’m certain I’ll be able to increase the success rate for your wife’s surgery.”
“Help… me…”
The man’s sunglasses then slipped down his nose bridge, revealing his eyeless left socket.
The grim reaper was coming for him.
“Help… Help me… Help me…” Barnaby kept repeating under his breath.
