When Kreiss arrived in the kitchen, someone was calling him so after looking at the caller, he smirked, then answered to talk to the person at the other end of the line.
"What?"
"I'll be there."
When Kreiss heard the voice, he couldn't help but chuckle.
"Why only now," he asked and the person at the other end did not answer his question.
It was Veon.
"Where is Sheloah?"
Kreiss smirked as he walked in the kitchen freely. He talked to the guy at the other end.
"Trapped inside a room, tortured," he lied and he heard a frantic voice.
"Don't hurt her!"
The guy laughed as he leaned on the kitchen counter behind him.
"If you're not going here, then she's as good as mine," he teased and he ended the call without even waiting for Veon's reply.
Kreiss really had no intention of hurting Sheloah. He just got her as a part of his plans. He wanted to prove something…
But what?
Kreiss opened a cabinet drawer and held a kitchen knife.
