Chapter 764 One Jump Down, and It's All Over
This was the best chance he could offer.
Penelope shook her head repeatedly, "Only eighty percent! Kelvin, do you know that even a 0.01% failure rate could lead to Sam's death?"
"I..."
"You didn't give it your all!" Penelope said, "If I were the one kidnapped, would you proceed with a rescue operation with only an eighty percent chance of success?"
Kelvin had no words.
After a while, he replied, "So I can only be thankful that the person being held isn't you."
Penelope was on the verge of collapsing.
At this moment, Isabella had already climbed up the window with Sam.
The window was fully open.
It was very windy above the thirtieth floor.
It blew Isabella's hair into disarray.
It lifted Penelope's skirt, Kelvin's shirt hem, and all they could hear was the howling wind.
The wind carried Isabella's laughter far and wide, "Finally, I'm about to succeed. As long as I jump down, it's all over, all over."
"I have never been afraid of death, but of dying alone! Now, someone is with me, I'm not alone anymore."
"Hey, Sam," she called out, "Are you fainting from fear? You can't handle just a little blood?"
Sam was now in a semi-conscious state.
He could hear the people around him talking, but he didn't have the strength to respond.
He could barely keep his eyes open!
"Have you ever bungee jumped?" Isabella asked, "In a moment, when we jump together, it'll feel just like bungee jumping. Except, without the rope."
"It's thrilling, Sam, you should open your eyes and really feel this sense of free-falling!"
Sam kept muttering, "It hurts, it hurts."
"It won't hurt for long." Isabella glanced down.
It was very high. The people below looked like ants, tiny and insignificant.
Even the towering trees seemed trivial.
She saw the safety cushion, saw the police officers coming and going below.
"Oh, still thinking of saving Sam?" Isabella scoffed, "Jumping from this height, even if you cushion it with 30 feet of cotton, dead is dead. Or..."
She looked at the knife in her hand, "To ensure there's no mistake, should I leave Sam barely alive first? Then jump with him?"
Penelope was filled with despair.
In this situation, how could they save him?
Isabella sat on the windowsill with Sam, and as long as she leaned slightly, they would fall!
Moreover, Isabella was very cautious, never exposing her back, but sitting sideways, leaning against the window frame, always keeping Sam firmly in front of her.
The sniper couldn't get a clear shot!
Isabella and Sam were too close!
At this moment.
Upstairs.
By the window, two bodyguards stood quietly, putting on their safety gear.
They were ready to climb down the window at any moment to carry out the rescue.
The safety rope tied around their waists was their only protection!
At such a high floor, without strong psychological resilience and agility, they couldn't take on this task.
Bodyguard Brian glanced down quietly.
He could see the half of Isabella's body exposed.
Quickly, Brian retracted his gaze and checked his safety equipment.
His teammate nudged his arm, whispering very softly, "What did you see?"
"Isabella is already by the window, it's very dangerous."
"Two men downstairs are also ready," the teammate said, "Just waiting for Mr. Davis's order."
Brian pondered for a few seconds, "It's hard to act from below, the climbing difficulty is high, but if we climb down, it will be easier."
The teammate replied, "Don't act rashly, wait for Mr. Davis's command, and besides..."
Looking around, seeing everyone was outside the door, the teammate whispered even more softly, "If we do this right, we'll be heroes, set for life. If not, it's not our fault. We've done our best, the killer is Isabella."
The teammate added, "I heard the kidnapped kid is Mr. Davis's son. When did Mr. Davis have another son? Mrs. Davis has cried herself dry, what a situation. Sam was born into a life of luxury, but now he faces this."
Brian said nothing.
The teammate asked again, "I heard you used to be Mrs. Davis's bodyguard for a while?"
"Yes." Brian nodded, "Mrs. Davis is a very kind and gentle person."
Not as arrogant as one might imagine, nor with the bad temper of the rich.
She was very low-key, kind, and her eyes curved when she smiled.
"Brian, after Mrs. Davis faked her death by jumping into the sea, you were transferred back to the team. The team said you were lucky. Otherwise, if Mrs. Davis had an accident, you, as her bodyguard, would have faced severe punishment. But you came out unscathed."
Brian lowered his head, memories slowly surfacing.
Back then, Penelope's jump into the sea shocked all of LA.
Kelvin was devastated, his hair turning white overnight.
But Brian could return to the team unscathed and continue his work, all because of Penelope.
When Kelvin appointed Brian to Penelope's side, he specifically stated.
If Penelope was there, so was he.
If Penelope wasn't, he wouldn't have a good outcome either!
And what happened?
Penelope didn't want to implicate him, didn't want him punished, so on the day she jumped, she secretly sent him away, and at the last moment, she pleaded for him in front of Kelvin.
Because of this, Brian could smoothly return to the bodyguard team.
"All thanks to Mrs. Davis," Brian said, "Otherwise, I would have been fired long ago."
Bodyguards like them had tragic backgrounds.
Either orphans with no parents or beggars on the streets, in short, homeless and destitute, they could only come to the Davis family as bodyguards, with food, shelter, and a decent salary.
They had nothing but brute strength and the skills honed through years of training.
For so many years, Brian had always wanted to repay Penelope's kindness.
When he learned Penelope was still alive, he was so happy, he knew someone as wonderful as her wouldn't be taken away by the heavens!
To sneak a peek at Penelope, Brian found a brother on duty at The King Manor, took over his shift for free, and looked at Penelope from afar. He was content.
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