Chapter 96: Missing The Detective

If there was a hard pill to swallow for Well, it was the fact that the death of the detective was the result of his foolishness and lack of observance. If only he looked around and had chosen a different spot to hide on, the detective would not have to do it anymore. However, it is what it is and he will forever be hunted of it.

There were crystalized beads of tears falling off his sleepy eyes and damp eyelids. But who was he to give a fuck? He did not care if people would see him crying while walking down the hallway. He did not care if his neighbors mock for being such a crybaby. After all, only God knows what else could he do when his temper finally go up and his patience was being measured. He witnessed innocent inmates being detained. He witnessed good people being jailed. He witnessed a selfless man being shot to death. There was nothing else that could go wrong other than those mere things he witnessed with his own eyes all in just one night– all in just one place.

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