The Returning Ex

The list of things John wanted Logan to prepare was rather long, and he couldn’t figure out how John wanted to use them in such a short period of time. Nevertheless, he still sent his men to prepare them, and they came out of the basement for a cigarette break while they were at it.

While they were shrouded in cigarette smoke, his men prepared the items requested by John one by one, but it wasn’t complete as it was already late, and they couldn’t find everything on the list. Placing everything into a box, they then showed it to him.

After a quick glance, John nodded. “Yeah, this will do.”

The sky was completely dark now, and both of them saw the man trying to free himself from the ropes binding him when they returned to the basement.

“You better behave yourself!” Logan yelled and delivered him one more kick.

Helplessly, John hadn’t noticed that Logan was so fond of hustling before this. In contrast to that, he was more composed than him. “Even if you can loosen the ropes, there’s no way for you to escape,” he pointed out.

With one foot on the man’s back, he sneered, “Damn it, you still have the nerves to challenge me at this time. You must be asking

and picked out two items from it—a pack of slender, long nails and a bottle of transparent, unknown fluid. Uncapping the bottle and pouring out the nails from the pack, he glanced at Logan and

looked at him and smirked. “Alright, just do your best. I assure you that

midnight and woke up to use the bathroom. In staggering steps, she went into the bathroom and stared at the empty bed when she returned,

outside the window and saw that his car was not in the yard, either. He probably went out,

way past midnight and judging from that man’s cowardly appearance, she thought that he didn’t seem so capable and couldn’t figure out why it would take them such a long time to

slept too much during the day, she was now wide awake and sat upright

here. Hence, she sat

a call, but

surprise. It was already way past midnight,