I’m Someone Else

Quincy nodded in agreement. He understood that Minacia Oito Irieson deserved the disastrous ending. If they didn’t commit such horrible crimes, they wouldn’t have incited the wrath of a demon called Thomas Clifford.

Thomas was cruel to Tigre entirely because he was venting the rage he felt when he learned that his brother, Dominic, was tortured to death by the Minacia Oito.

Quincy ordered his men to deal with the bodies and delete any video evidence of the incident. Even though Thomas wasn’t scared of the forces behind Minacia Oito, they would like to avoid as much trouble as possible.

Sometime later, Quincy made the necessary arrangements, and then got into the car.

Thomas was sitting in the driver’s seat. He gripped Tigre’s head in one hand while a cigarette hung between his fingers on his other hand, merely looking at Quincy stoically.

Quincy sighed. He knew what Thomas wanted to ask about even before the latter said anything. He had already gathered relevant information before getting into the car just now.

“There are three landfills in Irieson, located in the east, north, and south suburban districts of Irieson, respectively. They would only burn and destroy the waste once every year, and after some calculations, Dominic’s head must still be there.”

Quincy was a prominent figure in the medical world of Irieson, so his connections and power were not to be taken lightly. Getting information about the locations and conditions of landfills in Irieson was a piece of cake for him; all it took was a phone call.

Thomas nodded. He was worried about Olivia, who was still left alone at Keyshire Property. Hence, he took out his phone and gave Sean a call, asking the latter to personally send Olivia back to Northpine Villa. He would look for his brother’s head right now, and he would find it no matter where it was!

Dominic’s body was gone, so he absolutely wouldn’t allow the only thing remaining of his brother, the head, to go missing as well!

Of course, he called Olivia as well, telling her that he had something urgent to attend to and that he had already arranged for Sean to pick her up.

enough to sense the anxiety in Thomas’ voice, so

Quincy giving the directions, Thomas

in the

making calls and moving out all his

moment, rows of cars, about 30 of them, tailed Thomas’ Maserati. The people in the cars were dressed similarly, all of them wearing

multitude of questions flooded their minds, and it was a given considering how the men in suits and oxfords came in luxurious

of high standing had a weird hobby of digging through

shot, they couldn’t have mobilized such

the car and took a torchlight from one of the men. He walked up to a pile of

smell it from a mile away, not to mention up close. If someone who had just eaten came near this place, they would

however, didn’t even frown. It seemed as if he wasn’t

He only had one thing on his mind: he would find

who had his head lowered as he searched. Then, Quincy reached out a hand at

protested. Quincy should have a better idea of his standing. After all, he was the dean of Prescott Hospital, who had taught many doctors in

Quincy frowned. If someone like Thomas didn’t mind,

it weren’t for Thomas, Quincy’s medical skills might never improve for the rest of his life. Thomas had given him this opportunity, so it was only natural that he

in the suit shook his head in exasperation. He knew Quincy’s temper all too well, and he knew he couldn’t possibly

the torchlight and followed behind Thomas,

suit waved his large

They almost flipped the entire