Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Who, then? “What do you need? I’LL have someone bring it to you.”

Debbie wanted to agree, but on second thoughts, she decided against it.

Decker’s wound was suspicious, and he seemed like he wanted it kept secret. So she said, “Thanks, Carlos. I’ll get it myself.” The elevator arrived on the ground floor. She walked out and began making her way to the pharmacy.

“Look, are you going to tell me or do I have to wander around like an idiot till I find it?” she asked Carlos.

Carlos was not a man that liked to be turned down. His mood darkened.

He replied coldly, “Turn right at the gate, walk fifty meters, then turn right again. You’ll see a pharmacy there.”

“Okay, thanks.” After hanging up, Debbie started running as fast as her feet would take her.

someone opened the door to Debbie’s seventh floor apartment. Light footsteps could be heard, faintly. Decker’s

Living room.

gone for three minutes. She needed to find the shop and buy the things, so she couldn’t make

he was still mulling this over, the bedroom door suddenly flew open. Two pair of dark

men furrowed their brows deeply at the

last person Carlos expected

her place after getting hurt? Hundreds of questions popped

‘s L

creeping into a woman’s apartment at midnight? Imagine what

air. Blood. Instead of answering Decker’s question, he asked, “Yates’ men

trying to hide his wound

Carlos.

his grudges with Yates anyway, so he