CHAPTER 98... A WORRIED SISTER
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"Who touched you?" Rick asked in a hoarse voice. He was now leaning on the wall, weak and angry after hearing all Silver had to say.
When she did not respond, it only fueled the killing intent in him. He hissed and hauled the closest thing to him, his phone to the wall, sending it and shattering it to pieces, while jolting Silver to the presence.
"I said, who touched you, Silver!? God damnit!" Rick yelled.
"It was..."
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When Timothy returned to the office, he was informed that he had a guest. Wondering who it could be that would show up unannounced, he strolled into his office and found a middle-aged man in his office.
Timothy took his seat calmly, hiding his displeasure. The man in his office was one he had no desire to see.
"Mr. Lancaster," The man called with a crooked smile, "You kept me waiting."
