章 343: I Can Make A Lot Of Things Disappear

A man—well-dressed and polished —sat at ease with his hands clasped together on the tabletop. His hair was slicked back, and his sharp features, though handsome, carried a sinister edge. His smile was cold as he watched Marianna approach.

"Welcome," he said smoothly, his voice echoing faintly through the space. 

Marianna stopped a few feet away, her heart hammering. "Who are you? Why did you bring me here?"

The man chuckled softly, his gaze sharp. "Let's not play games, Marianna. You called for help, and help has come."

"I didn't expect—this," Marianna replied warily, gesturing at the cold, desolate surroundings. "Who are you?"

This was not the person she contacted. What game was he playing with her sending her to such a place and to this man that was clearly a serial killer?