Jasmine Yale almost thought she was going to lose her eyes.
That punch was aimed right at her eyes!
She was so frightened that she stepped back and turned her head away.
A few dozen seconds later, she felt nothing, but she heard a "crack" and Linnie Elwin's wail from beside her.
Jasmine Yale opened her eyes and was startled—how did he get here?
She counted the days; it had been a while since his last visit, about half a month?
Sylvan Cheney grabbed Linnie Elwin's wrist and snapped it with a crack.
"Help, help..."
Linnie Elwin screamed, terrified, her face pale as paper, eyes filled with fear and dread.
The other two girls jumped aside, frightened for their own safety, none daring to help.
Sylvan Cheney broke her wrist, snatched the love letter from her hand, and coldly said, "Scram."
With her wrist broken, Linnie Elwin, who had never seen such a fierce and menacing man, panicked and scurried off.
