Kapitel 122: Rescue

"Bro, we already checked like three times around the warehouse, there is nobody here. Let's go check out the lykan."

"I never expected Jackson the bastard to be able to afford it." He spat.

The fat man's patience wore thin.

"Alright, alright, stop nagging me like a kid… we'll check the lykan in a bit," he said, with some excitement in his voice.

But silence fell between them.

He waited a second, irritation simmering as he expected a snarky comeback. But nothing. A cold ripple of unease passed over him.

"Hey...where'd you go?" His hand instinctively drifted to his waist, fingers brushing over the cool metal of his knife.

Glancing around, his eyes scanned the area stretching around the warehouse.

A few seconds passed, and he scoffed, forcing himself to shrug it off. "Damn idiot, he probably went to take a leak without saying anything. He'd better not wander too far."