Chapter 181 The Jealous Michael Thorn 2

• "Go and verify exactly what he is buying!" Michael Thorn commanded. He stared down at the fresh, dripping blood on his cut fingers, finally forcing a desperate trace of cold reason back into his mind.
• When the hidden operative heard the terrifying, low rumble vibrating through the mobile receiver, he could barely find his own voice from pure panic. "Yes! Absolutely, Boss Thorn!"
• Hanging up the line, the bodyguard quickly watched from the shadows as exited the residential lobby and trotted urgently toward the brightly lit, twenty-four-hour pharmacy down the block.