Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Before he could even make a sound, he had already turned into mush under those wheels.

Even his clothes and that hat of his were dragged several feet away by that SUV and ground into nothing before the SUV finally drove off.

“Stop him! Stop him!” the police from Zarain yelled out angrily at the sight of that.

Unfortunately, how could a bunch of losers like them be able to stop someone who was a high-ranking commander from the special forces like Devin? It did not take him long to disappear from their sight.

It was another half an hour later that Devin arrived at a quiet road outside of downtown before he finally came to a stop.

He was taking deep breaths with his hands clenching the wheel. At that moment, he seemed like a lone wolf forced to the edge. Veins popped on the back of his hands as he stared ahead with bloodshot eyes.

Emotions surged in his eyes as he tried to figure out how bad the situation was.

He then wondered what exactly Jonathan did when he was away in Jetroina for more than twenty days to have let things get so bad.

Ring… Ring…

Suddenly, the smartphone in the car rang.

He answered it immediately, feeling annoyed, “Hello?”

thank you… for

was a familiar voice

widened, and he quickly asked, “Mark?

T-They will be changing their plans after this and try to… try to rush the arms dealers to the military court. When that happens, the Jadesons would b-be ruined if those people admit to producing those

as he spoke. One could even feel how weak

instance, Devin’s hands

from Mark, but

Mark’s breaths that he was barely hanging on. It felt as though he would

I’ll go get you

is running. The men I’ve brought with me… One of their clothes and hat has already turned up in front of you today. There’ll be a… a second one soon. T-Then, a third. Their goal is to make it…

listened patiently to his

would be ruined. You… must h-hurry and g-get to those arms dealers.

Mark could not finish his sentence anymore. Instead, Devin heard

eyes widened with

he put the phone down and pulled out a black box

from Oceanic Estate had a special way of communicating with each other. Not only was it not

that

Mark