Chapter 625

Ryder and his men quickly retreated as the security door opened. After all, Cyrus' "resurrection" last night had scared them out of their wits. "You bunch of useless cowards! How can you even qualify as the mayor's guards? No wonder you can't even protect my son." "Mr. Jones Senior, you should be careful." "I don't believe in such things. Take me there." Ryder had no choice but to load his gun and brace himself as they went in. The moment Gabriel entered Cyrus' cell, he saw his son curled up on the cold floor. He was shivering, and his lips had turned blue. "Robert, what happened?" Leaning heavily against his cane, Gabriel nearly stumbled down the stairs. He was worried for his son. Robert was in his 40s or 50s, after all. He couldn't withstand such harsh conditions. Still feeling sluggish, Robert blinked his eyes open. Despite his desperate pleas earlier, he immediately felt a surge of confidence upon his father's arrival. "Dad, kill that bastard! He paralyzed me," he wailed