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?”

a while, and I wanna see you. I have some good

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

him reminded her of her brother. Her father was healing up well, but she had not much time left. I wonder if I

…

kill three of the Minacia Oito?” The whole city was talking about that. Three of the Minacia Oito were

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 and complex, and not even the Peralta Family would challenge them. No, not because of fear, but because they’d

they wanted his bar, and Thomas is not one to take it lying down. He only told Sean and me to stay out of this so we wouldn’t be dragged into this mess. I am certain he

could still remember the look on Thomas’ face when he said that back then. He looked like a king decreeing the punishment of the wicked, and

then Thomas must be the killer. How powerful is he, anyway? He took out three of the eight without anyone knowing. Not even we can do it that cleanly, even if we worked with the Mortons. “That friend of yours is…

like he was the one who did the deed for a moment. Even though they were 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 someone

should’ve been here by now.” The Peralta Residence was in the city, and it wasn’t even in a remote area. An hour had gone by since William made the call, but Thomas still hadn’t

he run into something? He called Thomas. “Where you