Frank Mitchell was beaten to the ground by the guards. They picked up a nearby bathrobe and covered him with it.
"Miss Cecilia Branford, Dr. Standford's master and Thomas Shannon have already gone to the rescue. You must leave this place with me immediately. It's too dangerous to stay here for long."
Sophie Sullivan nodded. She turned, walked over to Frank Mitchell, and stomped on the back of his hand.
She ground her heel into it.
Frank Mitchell, gasping for breath as he lay on the carpet, lifted his head to glare at her viciously.
A cold smile touched Sophie Sullivan's lips. "I told you earlier that you'd regret this."
"It seems I underestimated you."
"No, you overestimated yourself."
Sophie Sullivan turned to the nearby guards. "Control him. Don't let him contact the outside world."
She couldn't let him contact his own people right now; otherwise, George Stanford might be in danger!
"Yes, Miss Cecilia Branford!"
The guards responded in unison.
