She was half-convinced but decided to cooperate with me anyway, thinking it would just be a child's play. Her racing heart kept reminding her of heeding my words.
Finally, I breathed a sigh of relief. At least Krystal was willing to listen. I told her to take Maryann to Grandma's house first.
According to the original timeline, they would make their move around nine o'clock. I asked Krystal to keep an eye on the phone and call the police if the line went dead.
At that point, they would likely have cut the phone line and be ready to act. I just needed to stall them until the police arrived.
Krystal held onto me tightly. "Larry, why not just call the police directly? Why wait until they act?"
"Krystal, do you think the police would believe a story about rebirth? Besides, without any evidence, how could Wayne possibly be arrested?"
"But at least with the police involved, Wayne and his cousin wouldn't dare act recklessly. Why take the risk of confronting them?"
I shook my head, closing my eyes to recall their actions in the previous life. Would they not dare to act recklessly? No.
"Krystal, you don't know about Wayne. He's a vindictive and ruthless person. If he gets away with it, he'll come back for his revenge. He's like a ticking time bomb!"
"He'll stop at nothing to get what he wants. Do you know why he wasn't caught for twenty years in his previous life? Because he had exceptional counter-surveillance skills and had prepared thoroughly."
"Krystal, our only way out is to fight back. It's the only path we can take."
Krystal wiped away her tears and replied, "I was confused. I'll take Shawn and Maryann away."
She wanted to take me with her as well, but after I reassured her multiple times that I had figured out how to deal with them, she reluctantly gave up the idea.
After lunch, Krystal made an excuse about missing grandma and took our siblings out. Mom gave her a strange look.
"You, grown up as you are, believe Larry's nonsense."
Nevertheless, she didn't stop Krystal. Grandma lived in the neighboring village, half an hour away.
"What's wrong, dear? Did Larry say something again?"
My mom rolled her eyes and served my dad food. "Just have your meal."
I found two pieces of wood and struck a few nails into them, planning to place them at the staircase before they arrived. Once they climbed up, they would surely step on the nails.