章 232: | Volcanic Anger

𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐍

Lucian pushed open the front door and turned sideways to carry me through the doorway. I caught a glimpse of curious faces staring up at us from the street. There were several men and a middle-aged woman, and for one absurd moment, I was tempted to beg them for help, to plead with them to save me. The urge faded as quickly as it came. These people weren't some innocent passersby. They were employees and probably family members of a sadistic arms dealer, and they were fully complicit in whatever fate was about to befall me.