Traute heaved a deep sigh from the other side, then went on asking, "What about the explosives? Where did you plant it?"
"We will see later."
Rayven hung up on the call without waiting for the other side to reply, then turned on the airplane mode and let the offline music he had downloaded flow inside his ears again.
[When I saw your face it was incredible]
[Painted on my soul, it was indelible]
[We celebrate our twisted fate]
[We're the broken ones]
It was such a cute song that his head started to sway right and left, following the rhythm. His gaze stopped at a small frame of picture in front of him by accident. Looking at the only person he committed all the despicable and inhuman crimes for, a dreamy smile bloomed on his face.
There wasn't anything that he wouldn't do for him. Everything and everyone else was disposable when it came to securing Sean's future.
