Chapter 1915

"You think he'd be hiding in a place you know?"

Gregory waved his hand. "O-Only I know about this lair. And... And I found it... by accident. He doesn't... doesn't know I know. A-And Macon and I... injured him... after what... what he did to us. He can't... can't go far. Needs... to heal up."

Matthew was a little convinced. If Lord Voodoo was injured, he might be hiding someplace nearby so he could heal up.

One last surge of life slithered into Gregory, and he clasped Matthew's arm tightly. "M-Matthew, I... what I did... to your family... was inexcusable. I-I'm trying... trying to atone... for my sins. Forgiveness... isn't what I want. Just... Just be careful... when... you face Lord Voo... Voodoo. You're... Shane's only... descendant. You... must... not... die..."

he said that, his arms went limp. Once one of the most famous doctors in Stonedale, now reduced to a corpse. He paid the ultimate price

his repentance, Matthew still wouldn't spare him any pity or forgiveness. The Larsons were wiped out overnight, where over one thousand people dead. Matthew would never forgive anyone who had a hand in

over to take Gregory's corpse back. Lord Voodoo and his crew must be killed, but

list of people to get rid of, but he wasn't important now. The Stargulf was in Lord Voodoo's hands. He must get rid of Lord Voodoo before he had

out of the mountains for a while. He stood beside a road, staring around. "The bug's trail ends here. Lord Voodoo probably got himself a car. I have already called Tiger.

There are barely any surveillance cameras here, and there are a lot of branching roads,

the surveillance footage and track down Lord Voodoo if they can. Salazar,

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