The Wrong Woman

After two hours, Liam opened the door.

A couple of men with guns stood there.

"Not bad, Liam. Is the woman still standing after being in there for so long?" one of them teased.

He shot him a shallow smile. "What are you guys doing here?"

"Mick had us come over to see if you're finished with her. If you are, we'll bring her over to his room.”

His face darkened slightly. He looked back at the room and said, "I'll bring her myself."

"Alright," the two said in unison.

Liam was deep in thought for a moment before he turned and walked back in. He then came out with Suzanne in tow, yanking her roughly by the arm

Suzanne's hair was tousled, and her clothes were disheveled. She lifted her head and glanced at the sky toward Norvania in fear.

She didn't know if she could rely on Liam to make it out of there alive. She'd only hoped that Nathan got the message and was looking for ways to save her.

In front of the wooden house, Mick's eyes glistened at the sight of Liam dragging Suzanne over to him. A smug grin was plastered on his face. "How was she?" he asked casually as he smoked a cigarette.

Liam smiled lightly at him in return. "Very nice. Thank you, Mick."

and yanked on his trousers. "My

quickened, and a wave of disgust washed over her. Liam's gaze darkened, and he opened his mouth hesitatingly. "There's something

"What?"

woman at his side. Her body was trembling, and there was cold sweat on her

to try and buy her more time. "I just asked her. Turns out this woman is a chemist from Sunterland. She's able to fix the batch

bald man stared at

her

He rubbed his greasy head gleefully and said, "Let's

was brought to the

seeing the sheer size of the drug-manufacturing factory, she was rendered speechless. Anger bubbled

people

the warehouse laboratory, Mick pointed at a bag

down. "I don't take drugs.” "I'm not asking you to. This thing kills people. We don't know what's mixed up

walked over and threw a handful of it into a cup nearby. In an instant, the water inside the cup bubbled up,

took a step back in

curious. She approached with interest and picked up a bit of the powder,

the powder in her hand carefully. It felt like it started to generate heat as soon as it came in contact with the skin. A faint smoke was being emitted