Chapter Fifty Eight.

Chapter Fifty Eight.

“I believe that it would be better if we marked them off as terrorists, instead of demons.” The bald man sitting in front of Delilah said.

Delilah looked at the man, her mouth open in disbelief.

“You can’t do that. Let them know the truth. Those were demons, you saw the videos, you’ve seen their heads. What more do you need to believe me?” Delilah asked him.

Mr Archibald, the bald man sitting in front of her was a government representative. He pushed his glasses farther up the bridge of his nose and sighed.

“You are not getting the point here, Miss D’Ricci. It is not that I do not believe you, but we don’t want to cause panic amongst the citizens. Some of them might even decide to leave altogether. It’s a fifty fifty chance that this would go exceptionally terribly or exceptionally good.” Mr Archibald said.

“As usual. This is just due to selfishness. Why else would you want to do something for anyone?” Delilah hit her hands in the table.

“You have to und