Cordelia’s heart stopped as she wrapped an arm around Trinity’s shoulder.

Zephyr followed the police officer to the first floor underground. Cordelia and Trinity followed them slowly. Their feet felt as if they were made of lead, and each step was immensely heavy.

The police officer sighed and told Zephyr, “You should do it. The pregnant woman shouldn’t go in.”

Zephyr nodded and turned to Cordelia. “Wait here. I’ll be out soon.”

Trinity’s eyes dimmed as she stayed close behind him.

They arrived at the basement going down the stairs. It was a dim and narrow space.

The police officer unlocked the door, and the man lying inside was covered with a white cloth. The fluorescent light that illuminated the space was bone-chilling.

Trinity stayed by the door, unable to take a step forward as if she was sucked dry of her energy.

The police officer raised a hand to gesture. “Mr. Hamerton, please identify him.”

Zephyr pushed himself and slowly made his way to the corpse. With shaky hands, he flipped the white cloth on the man’s face open…

It was not Fredric!

His heart thumped violently like something had hammered it. His limbs felt weak, and chills ran down his spine.

extended moment. The corner of his lips twitched. It felt like he had just escaped a

uttered, “It’s not

nodded and ushered him

“My friend…”

The police officer was courteous.

the wall. She panted, breaking out in

to her

someone to send you back for some rest,” he said. “Trust

long, and there’s no news about him!” Trinity bit

dragged on, the slimmer their chances

his gaze dimmed

he would have figured out a way to contact them even without his phone and

tightened. He dared not think

dim house where even the air smelled

consciousness. He felt like he was being grilled on fire as his whole body ached

raining and instinctively opened his mouth to

“Are you thirsty?”

his eyes, but

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