Chapter 76 The Traitor's Ear

• Blood seeped from the black cloth bundle Maxim dropped on the long marble dining table. The smell was sharp—raw and metallic—clashing with the sweet scent of strawberry jam being calmly spread on warm toast by General Maddux.
• To him, it was just another morning. No drama. No questions. Not even a hint of surprise. He glanced at the bundle briefly, then returned his attention to his simple breakfast.
• Maxim stood at attention. “He’s dead. And here… just like you asked.”