"Fuck, fuck, this is not happening. If anything happens to Daisy I am gonna skin these bastards alive like an onion, layer by layer! "
Max roared angrily as he punched at the dining table in the room, causing the cutlery on it to fall to the ground.
But Max also knew that being angry won't solve anything and quickly calmed down. Now was not the time to loose his calm and let the emotions take control. Instead he had to take every step very carefully otherwise Daisy's life can be in danger.
After that Max remembered what Daisy told him previously and soon remembered the address where Sia faked her death a few years ago.
Max hurriedly rushed out of the house and raced to the location in his car.
After driving for about forty three minutes, he finally reached the run down three story building located in the outskirts. As he got out of his car, Max carefully observed the building before entering inside.
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