Robbers Target an Auction House—But They Didn’t Expect the Night Guard to do This!

Finally, Henry rounded the last corner leading to the exit, adrenaline surging as he spotted the door. But just as he approached it, another masked figure stepped into his path, blocking his way. A knife glinted in the man’s hand, catching the faint glow of emergency lights.

The intruder sneered, tightening his grip on the weapon. “Going somewhere?” he taunted, inching closer. Henry’s pulse quickened as he weighed his options, knowing he was at a disadvantage against the knife. His gaze flicked toward the window, where he spotted the faint reflection of flashing red and blue lights—the police had arrived. If he could just make it to the door.