I’m Someone Else

Quincy had a grim look on his face as he said those words. A lot of the big families in Irieson knew about this fact. Even if he didn’t tell Thomas, the latter could still find someone else to answer him.

“Interesting.” Thomas flicked his cigarette and left the office. “I’ll die a horrible death, eh? Then, let’s see if that’ll happen.” Olivia’s my friend, and I won’t let anything happen to her. Zachary had died, and Thomas swore he would never let anything like that happen to his friends.

He came to Adam’s ward. Adam had just taken his medication and fell asleep while Chloe stayed by his side, taking care of him. When Thomas appeared, Chloe got to her feet and took him out of the ward. “Thomas, what brings you here?”

Thomas smiled. “Just want to see how your father’s doing. Fine?”

“Yeah, almost. The doctor said he could be discharged in two days. All he has to do after that is rest at home.”

“Good. I’ll pick him up by then.” His phone rang right then, and he took it out of his pocket. William?

“Hey, Thomas. Whatcha doing?” William was having tea with Samuel.

“Nothing. What is it?”

It’s been a while, and I wanna see you. I have

now.” Thomas checked the time. It was early. Only 1.00PM. Since he didn’t plan to return to his home, he might as well go to William’s. He had business to attend to later that night, which involved a certain person’s head. He said goodbye to Chloe and left the

tears glistened in her eyes. Seeing him reminded her of her brother. Her father was healing up well, but she had

…

and Samuel looked at William solemnly. “Are you certain that is not a joke? Did that man truly kill three of the Minacia Oito?” The whole city was talking

Oito, had promised a hefty sum of reward for those who could provide him with the clues of the killer, and that kind of reward would most certainly attract some reckless people. After all, three of the Minacia Oito—who had the power to send the people trembling in fear just from hearing their names—had died. Their network was vast

lying down. He only told Sean and me to stay out of this so we wouldn’t be

look on Thomas’ face when he said that back

three of the eight without anyone knowing. Not even we can do it that cleanly, even if we

not blood-related, William saw Thomas as his brother. Sometimes, William felt he was closer to Thomas than his own brother. He didn’t care what his grandfather had to say; Thomas would always be

Residence was in the city, and it wasn’t even in a remote area. An

run into something? He called Thomas. “Where you at,