CHAPTER 111
— TALK SOON who is behind Cicada...
Benjamin Morant smiled, missing some teeth, he was numb with pain that he didn't even feel the blows anymore, he had almost all of his fingers broken, he lost ten teeth due to the punches that Carmichael had given him.
— Fuck you son-of-a-bitch.
Renan Carmichael picked up the bucket of water and threw it at him.
— You know what's going to happen, don't you?
Morant spat in his face.
— I don't owe you anything, do what you want, my mission in Cicada is over.
Renan took the device and gave the first shock wave. Benjamin Morant screamed and shuddered, struggling. His strength had long since been exhausted... Ben realized he had no choice but to use the ring that contained the same poison that killed the priest days before. He turned his wrist and injected the contents into his thumb through a microneedle. In a few seconds he lost consciousness.
— He passed out, let's give him some time to compose himself.
But the agent checked his carotid.
— This was already...
Renan Carmichael looked with disdain and said:
— Get rid of the body, we'll go after the American detective and the priest, we have information that was recognized yesterday at the Palace of Westminster.
I thought this bastard blew up the car...