"Uncle... don't kill my mother." Cleo's voice can be heard. Her face looks so scared. A cold sweat is starting to appear on her forehead.
"Uncle... Uncle." Her whimpers aren't stopping. Hoarse, painful, and chest-stifling.
At a time like this, he needs to compress the girl's forehead, but he has to remove the fake face first to reduce the heat.
What should he do? Take it off or just go on? Can this instant ice pack work if it is put somewhere else? Hmm... Will it work? Pfft! The man thought it was hilarious.
His phone is ringing continuously. What should he do? He couldn't possibly leave this girl alone. But he has to go there because his team is investigating.
Feelings of doubt surrounded him. He didn't think that he should leave the sick assassin alone in the hotel.
"I'll be right there," Lucas said, and turned his phone off.
