Because of Bloodmint's special constitution, the effect of painkillers faded more quickly for her, but she recovered more quickly as well.
The hatred in her heart made her even less afraid of pain, and she slowly stood up.
Seeing that she was standing, Luke let go, then tore off the tape that was over Garcia's mouth. "I'm sure you want to wish him farewell."
Bloodmint simply nodded in gratitude. She glared at Garcia. "Do you regret it now?"
Garcia's lips moved, and he suddenly laughed. "Why would I regret it? Your man wanted to steal my money. What's wrong with killing a despicable thief?"
Bloodmint: "No, my husband already turned Mickey down and didn't plan to get involved. You knew that, but you still sent people to kill my family to make an example of us, didn't you?"
Garcia said arrogantly, "Well said. Should I have waited until he stole my money before I did anything? I'm not a judge."
