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.

she was smart enough to sense the anxiety in Thomas’ voice,

giving the directions, Thomas pulled up near

is the landfill in the

about on their way here, making calls and moving out

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

on duty at the landfill. A multitude of questions flooded their minds, and it was a given considering how the

be that a big shot of high standing had a weird hobby of digging through

a big shot, they couldn’t

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

up close. If someone who had

It seemed as if he wasn’t affected by the vomit-inducing

he had a sense of smell too. Of course, he noticed the pungent scent, but he couldn’t be bothered by it. He only had one

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

as he subconsciously 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 the medical field. He looked like he

like Thomas didn’t

life. Thomas had given him this

and he knew he couldn’t possibly change Quincy’s mind.

and followed behind Thomas, starting to

suit waved his large hand. “Get down

They almost flipped the entire landfill over,