Queenie stared at him in fixation for a long time before she scoffed.
"You knew my mother?" She asked and the man nodded with a smirk, "What do you know about her?"
"She was an intelligent scientist and she would give everything to make sure her children were safe." He replied.
Queenie extended her hand and touched his face gently. "You seem to know a lot about my mother. Do you by any chance know how she was killed or who killed her?"
The man went silent for a split-second but shook his head the very next second. "I don't."
Queenie was yet to retract her hand from his face. She trailed her hand down to his neck and asked, "So of what use are you to me?"
The man raised his eyes to meet hers and grinned evilly, "If you think that'll make me give you any information in exchange for my life, then you're terribly mistaken."
"Are you indirectly saying I'm under your mercy?" Queenie asked and the man nodded nimbly.
Queenie raised a brow in amusement and the very next second, she snapp
