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Chapter 95

Penulis: Ember
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-07 02:56:51

Thane's pov

Mike and I tied the guy up and tossed him into the boot of my car. My nose scrunched up as he bled over the car. I would hand him over to the police after I'd got the answers I wanted and also deal with him for daring to threaten Andera.

“How's your hand?” Mike asked. He had cleaned it up and bandaged it, since it was only a bullet graze. I didn't even know he carried a first aid kit with him, the flesh was sore and burning, not to mention that I would need to have a doctor take a better look at it and treat it properly.

“It's fine,” I said as I slipped into the car. Mike would drive us to the basement where they carried out their interrogation work. We couldn't hand him over to the authorities yet, not when I don't know who sent him, as I sure as hell wouldn't take him to my home, so Mike's basement was the safest place.

Mike drove in silence. My mind ticked with anticipation; it was a good thing the bullet hit my left hand; I was right-handed, and I could beat the living
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