Jane Sampson had already reached the study doorway when James Black called her back. She stood there, thought for a moment, and said, "Youâre right about that."
Then, with peace of mind, she sat back down, thinking to herself that if he hadnât eaten, there would still be time to cook something for him when he returned.
However, knowing Peter Gingeryâs nature, he probably wouldnât let himself go hungry.
James Black indeed knew Peter Gingery well. After getting off the train, Peter and several teammates went near the train station for a big meal and then stopped by the shop next door to buy some stuff before returning to the guard team.
This mission was not difficult for them. If it werenât for the long distance, they wouldnât need the whole day. Today, their outing was almost just like a break.
Returning to the guard team, after finishing what they needed to do, Peter found there was still time, so he grabbed some snacks and went to find James Black and Jane Sampson.
Upon hearing the knock on the door, Jane Sampson put down the script and dashed to open the door. She hadnât yet seen who was standing there but noticed a bag of snacks first.
"I bought these especially for you, donât get too emotional," Peter Gingery said as he handed a bag of snacks to Jane Sampson, then walked in.
Jane Sampson, hugging the snacks, grinned foolishly but didnât have enough time to enjoy it before they were suddenly snatched from her by someone behind her.
"Give it back to me!" Jane Sampson turned to see James Black, who she hadnât noticed showing up behind her, glaring fiercely at him holding the snacks, stomping her foot, "Peter Gingery bought these for me! You canât snatch them!"
"Brother, give them to her. I bought them; theyâre all things she can eat." Peter Gingery spoke when he saw Jane Sampsonâs eyes turning anxious red, and then teased her, "Little Jane is someone who would ignore everyone for food. Seeing you snatch her snack is driving her nuts; even the rabbitâs fang has popped out in anger."
Jane Sampsonâs little face immediately changed, she huffed and kicked Peter Gingeryâs foot before asking him, "Youâve had dinner, right?"
"Yes, after we got off the train, we went and ate all the snacks weâd been craving for a long time, satisfying." Peter Gingery closed the door and nudged Jane Sampson inside, "I have some explosive news to tell you, itâll have you clapping in delight."
James Black looked through the snack bag, confirmed there was nothing Jane Sampson couldnât eat, and gave it back to her. Jane Sampson stood on her tiptoes and pecked James Black on the cheek before following Peter to the sofa.
As soon as she sat down, she took out a piece of jelly from the bag and started eating it, watching Peter with curiosity, waiting for him to share the explosive news.
"You wouldnât believe it; you couldnât even imagine how terribly David Chip was treated in those kidnappersâ hands. When we broke in, David Chip was tied in a corner like a dog, hands and feet bound, with a dog collar around his neck. He was beaten until he was covered in blood, treated with complete indignity, and thatâs not even the worst of it."
Peter Gingery couldnât help but clap his hands at this point, "The kidnappers were part of a gang. One of them had just been released from prison after serving twenty years for intentional injury. The reason was that twenty years ago, his daughter was raped by a wealthy local manâs son, and the girl later committed suicide by jumping off a building. The father wanted revenge for his daughter and stabbed the guy a few times. He didnât manage to kill him, and he ended up in prison for twenty years."
"And then?" Jane Sampson faintly guessed that what happened next was connected to what Peter Gingery was currently recounting.