Chapter 242

Clemente and Janet came dashing out of the prison and bumped right into the leader.

“Are you done talking to that prisoner? Did you get the location of that bomb?” the leader asked eagerly.

“That prisoner was dead! murdered!”

“WHAT?!” the leader cried in panic, “Impossible! This prison was heavily guarded! Permit and paperwork are mandatory at the entrance-”

Janet grabbed his shoulder urgently, “A prison guard came out about a minute ago. Where did he go?”

The leader pointed a shaky hand in a certain direction, “He went that way. But I checked his permit. He is clean-”

“Forget your stupid permit! This system doesn’t work!”

Clemente rushed forward urgently and shifted into a Lycan. Janet was at his heels, shifting into her wolf as well.

They followed the direction that the leader pointed to them and rushed outside of the castle, dashing down the mountain road.

“There is a bloody smell forward!” Clemente cried.

“That is him. Keep going!”

The full moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the rugged mountain landscape.

Their fur fluttered in the gushing wind as they picked up the speed.

In the near distance, they could already see the killer.

He was desperate and panting, stumbled over the uneven ground, the rhythmic thud.

of his footsteps echoing through the night.

They pressed on, closing upon the suspect.

Looming ahead of them was the edge of the mountain. A sheer cliff dropped into a dark abyss below.

As the three of them approached the edge, the killer realized he had reached a dead

end.

He skidded to a halt, turning to face Clemente and Janet with fear in his eyes.

“Hand over the stuff that you took from his pocket,” Clemente took a step forward and hissed.

There was a twisted grin on the killer’s face as he out a phone, “You mean this?”

“Who hired you to do this job!” Janet snapped, “Give us a name and turn over the phone! We might-”

“You what? Spare my life? I don’t think you will do that,” the killer snorted.

“No. We will make sure that you die without suffering,” Clemente bared his fangs, which gleamed coldly in the silver moonlight. “But I can see that you are looking for a fight!”

A loud growl rumbled from his throat as he lunged forward!

The killer shifted as well.

Lycans met head on. A

circled them, her eyes glued to the phone

could tell that Clemente was way stronger than the killer and she

whether they could secure that phone, which may contain all

powerful strike, Clemente knocked the killer down

name!” The killer

his arm and hurled the phone off the

“NO-” Clemente snarled.

dashed forward and leaped off the

reyes

Janet as she rolled down the mountain, her eyes fixed on

swift and calculated maneuver, she caught the object in her jaws just

into the darkness

She clutched it firmly

was clung to the cliff with her four paws

She tried to climb.

her legs, she slid with small rocks tumbling down and falling right into the

drop was too

“JANET-”

voice came from above

extending his upper body over

me your

four paws were all nailed to the cliff to stop her

“Oh right…Wait for me!”

the cliff himself. Lycan’s four legs were built for climbing and moving

of

human and gasped for breath. The

you,” she breathed very

it,” Clemente waved his

at the killer. He lay by the edge of the

He was dead.

no one can get the name of their hirer out of mouth… Now we will

And she helped him take care of the permits needed for the prison. And don’t worry. We have the phone

what

his call lists, his inbox, his online shopping records…But

and gasped, “I have heard of it before….It is used for shopping on the deep web. You can get anything you want

that

seller. The seller sold the owner a strong poison that was designed to kill

asked the owner to label the poisoned food so that it

showed much

this poison on his obnoxious wife, mix the poison in her favorite food, and

could finally piece

kill Keavy to free herself

couldn’t do it

of Keavy’s favorite restaurant, who was also looking for a way to kill his

The perfect scapegoat.

the poison to the owner through the Deep Web and learned the date and time the owner planned to do

alibi for herself, and waited on the owner’s

nearby convenience store to get her an ice

end up in Keavy’s

all the works were done, she left the car accident scene quietly and waited for Clemente to come back from

ruthless, perfect

would look like

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