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.

on.

to the phone in

than the killer and she

problem was whether they could secure that phone, which may contain all the

Clemente knocked the killer down

you!” he roared to the killer’s face, “Was it Agnes? Just give us a name!” The killer cackled with blood streaming down

and hurled the phone off the

“NO-” Clemente snarled.

dashed forward and leaped off

reyes

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

maneuver, she caught the

the

evidence was secured! She clutched

cliff with her four paws scrabbled

She tried to climb.

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

drop was too

“JANET-”

from above

extending his upper

me your hand!” he

back. Her four paws were all nailed to the cliff

“Oh right…Wait for me!”

legs were built for climbing and moving

of her neck and pulled

for breath. The phone was securely in

she

it,” Clemente waved

the edge of the cliff,

He was dead.

frown. “Mercenaries like him commit suicide after a failed job so that no one can get the

And she helped him take care of the permits

see what is

and browsed his call lists, his inbox, his online

Clemente pointed at the screen and gasped, “I have heard of it before….It is used for shopping on the deep web. You

that

there, she found chats between the restaurant owner and an anonymous seller. The seller sold the owner a strong poison that was

the owner to label the poisoned food so that

owner showed

this poison on his obnoxious wife, mix the poison in her favorite food, and pair it with a bottle of good

Janet could finally piece the whole thing back

wanted to kill Keavy to free herself from their mate

she couldn’t do it

restaurant,

The perfect scapegoat.

Web and learned the

that she would be at her parents, creating an alibi for herself, and waited on the owner’s delivery route to stage

the nearby convenience store to get her an ice bag. She took this

way, the labeled poisoned food would end up in Keavy’s

the works were done, she left the car accident scene quietly and waited for Clemente

ruthless, perfect

would look like an

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