LVI
Mathew started his car and drove to the place he feared so much. To the only place capable and with the duty of detaining his son. Convinced to turn Michael over, Mathew Patton sped off as soon as he hit the road. It wouldn't take him fifteen minutes at his current speed, but maybe he should hurry a little faster, as a '95 Civic was chasing him at full throttle behind him. Mathew's spine straightened and a shock of current broke his nerves inside. "Are you sure you want to do it, Li?" Maddy asked, sitting in the passenger seat. "It's the only way to end this ... Michael is out of control." Patton raised his left hand to his forehead, wiping away the streams of sweat that were pouring down on him. "If you hand him over, you'll go with him too. You know it, don't you?
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