Chapter 95
- “For w….?”
- I didn’t let him finish his words before I stabbed the syringe in my hand right into his neck, pressing the poison into his veins.
- “Damn, Fre….” the car came to a screeching halt as he let go of the steering wheel, clutching the side of his neck. “Why…?” The last word he whispered before his eyes shut and his head landed on the steering.