As Tracey and her mother reveled in their malevolent plans, a sudden twist unfolded that neither of them had anticipated.
Just as they were about to set their sinister scheme into motion, a figure emerged from the shadows—a dark silhouette framed by the dim light of the room.
"Stop right there," a voice commanded, firm and authoritative.
Startled, Tracey and her mother turned to face the unexpected intruder, their hearts pounding with apprehension.
Standing before them was none other than Jace himself, his gaze unwavering despite his blindness. Beside him stood Marvin, her expression resolute and defiant.
"You thought you could outsmart us," Jace declared, his voice laced with a steely resolve. "But we've been one step ahead of you all along."
Tracey's mother faltered, her confidence
