Chapter 18 : Excuse me?

“What is this place anyway? Is this not prison?”

Thomas looks at Konnor pointedly. If this was a prison, would he be served fancy food?

“Konnor, you can be really dull-witted.”

Konnor scoffs audibly, expressing his annoyance. How dare this stranger call him dull-witted! Konnor might not look like the sharpest tool in the shed right now, being tied up and all. However, most of the time, he is rather brilliant.

And a narcissist.

“Hey, that’s not very nice,” Konnor reprimands Thomas.

Thomas slowly cuts the steak using the knife and fork provided. “I believe you took a look around.”

Konnor watches his action cautiously. The knife lo

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