Chapitre 65: Chapter 65

Davien's P. O. V

My ears stood up at the unmistakable sound of a person crying, a woman. It was faint, but as I focused more on the sound, I was able to pick up on it's source.

I tossed my head at the nearest wall and narrowed my eyes at it, "From there?" I raised a brow, there was nothing but a wall built firmly, was someone actually in this room?

Staring at my fist I contemplated the idea for a second, before punching a hole in the wall, farthest from the sound I heard. I stepped back and watched the debris of wood and concrete fall onto the floor.

"A concrete wall was built behind this wooden one," I deduced from the pile of rubble, "And it's new." Judging by the fresh scent of cement, I could tell the concrete wall was built quickly, and in a hurry.