Capítulo 189: The Skeletons IX

Fredricksen Estate, London

It was only 20 minutes ago when Marco Evans met Levi in Eastbourne Rd with a bag on his back. The sicked blond asked him to come earlier as he planned on dropping by somewhere on their way to the airport. Little did he know that the very place the blond wanted to 'drop-by' so to say in the wee hours of the night was none other than the Fredricksen Estate. 

His eyes had widened when the blond took a left turn into a long private road; enormous steel gates greeted them with guards waiting by the post. And for a second or two, Marco had no idea where they were until he saw the huge engraved sign on the side of the walls holding the gate. 'Fredricksen Estate,' it said, and for a moment or two, he didn't know why they were there.

Levi rolled down his window, a uniformed guard operating his post. Not that he was surprised, the family was probably struck with paranoia.