Suddenly, Helen's eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she collapsed onto Ara before sliding to the floor with a deafening thud that echoed through the hall. Jenny stood in front of Ara, panting from the exertion, the butt of the gun raised high as if ready to strike again. The two women held a strained silence as Jenny swiftly helped Ara free herself from the rope. She then proceeded to bind her mother securely, and gagged her with a piece of cloth to muffle any sounds if she were to regain consciousness.
"I was beginning to question if you were going to come to my aid," Ara commented in a casual tone. Jenny met her gaze, a faint tremor running through her body. "Yeah, I was questioning that too," she responded. Jenny nudged her mother with her foot, listening to the pitiful groans t
