Chapter 61: A Mole [Volume II Ends]

The silhouette was as still as a piece of lifeless furniture as he approached. As though it didn’t belong to a human or an intelligent being. It moved, separating away from everything around, revealing the masked man who fired right at him.

He had quick reflexes: by then, he had already moved out of the path of trajectory. He fired back, at the same time as his shot. Along with the explosion in the living room, the masked man slammed sideways to the shelves; in his attempt to balance himself, ornaments and devices scattered.

He tipped a toy bird away. It flew up to the nearest human in its front who was aiming for another shot despite his injury in the ribcage; caught off guard, he yelped and slumped to the floor, losing his grip on his weapon.

“You’re dead! You shouldn’t have snooped around,” growled he.

“A message… from who? You?”

“From them, motherfucker! You’d be dead soon.”

He appeared to be pumped up with adrenaline.

“Do you know me?”

Blaise watched him clambering around bef
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