suspense

Chapter 64

Authors POV

In the dusk of the morning, a man alighted from a taxi, dressed in a baggy torn dress.

He sauntered into the building, with his hands stuck to his pocket. He sited himself in the presence of a cop.

“I'm here to turn myself in." Was his response.

When the cop took a closer look at him, they freak and immediately jumped to cuff him.

There had been an announcement for a reward on whomever captured the most wanted fugitive who is no other person than Lord Damien.

Lord Damien smirked, curling his lips into a childish smile.

“Look who we have here." The cop taunted.

“Happy to see me?" Lord Damien inquired.

Not that he meant his words, but was only piling stunts and sarcasm at her cop. He knew how badly the cop had wanted to capture him, and also hates him.

“Why would you have returned? Tired of hiding, playing hide and seek?“ The cop uttered, flashing a Cheshire cat smile at him.

" Heard you need the money for your daughter's surgery, or was it a heart transplant? You