"Who are you?" Shane Southwell had no intention of putting down his weapon. If he did, he might never know how he died.
He had no idea why these people wanted to capture him until he saw a tall, distinguished man walk in, with the others making way for him.
Upon closer inspection, isn't this Norman Bennett?
Suddenly, he understood what these people were here for; they came looking for Elliana Lyle.
"Oh, I thought it was someone else. Turns out it's CEO Bennett—been a while."
The voice carried a hint of nonchalance, and the tension on his face transformed into mockery.
Norman Bennett stared coldly at the provocations of Shane Southwell, his expression as chilling as death itself.
"Where is she?"
"Who? What person?" Shane Southwell's feigned look of confusion was quite convincing, and then he seemed to realize something and laughed, "You're not looking for Elliana, are you?"
"Tell me, where is she?"
