Chapter 126 A Woman’s Screams for Help

Shocked to see the woman rushing in between the two groups of knife-toting students, I exclaimed internally, F*ck, is she nuts? She doesn’t seem like one of their parents, either! This woman was wearing jeans, black boots, and a cream-colored, double-breasted cashmere coat. Her hair fell past her shoulders, and while her features weren’t easily visible in the dark of night, she didn’t seem ugly by any means. Nor did she look old—only twenty-something, so how could she have a son of high school age?