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.

to Debbie’s seventh floor apartment. Light footsteps could be heard,

Living room.

had been gone for three minutes. She needed to find the shop and buy the things, so she couldn’t make it there and back in such a

mulling this over, the bedroom door suddenly flew

two men furrowed their brows deeply at the sight

was the last person Carlos expected to

place after getting hurt? Hundreds of

A ‘s

you want by creeping into a woman’s apartment at midnight? Imagine what the

sniffed the air. Blood. Instead of answering Decker’s question,

turned his body, trying to hide his wound

Carlos.

interested in his grudges with Yates anyway,

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