chapter 22

"When we got to his apartment he was found dead."John sighed.

"What did you just say," Sullivan asked in shock.

"General the assassin was found dead in his apartment."

"What was the cause of death?"Sullivan stared into thin space.

"It was suicide," John replied.

"I gave you a task and you failed, what good is he to me dead." Sullivan gritted his teeth trying his best not to raise his voice at John.

John dropped his gaze to the floor feeling ashamed of his incapability to complete his task.

Sullivan scoffed biting his lips, huffing in frustration.

Suddenly he was beginning to get dizzy, the only lead that they had to track down the antidote just vanished, and given Erica's condition she didn't have much time left.

Sullivan clenched his fist in desperation, he searched for years and found Erica so he had no intention of losing her even if it meant he would have to turn the city upside down, he had to save his wife.

John noticed the frustration of the general, if he lost his wife it w