Uh...
It's really true that Erwin was trained.
Ella Lacey couldn't help but believe it.
While she wanted to be cautious of him, she was also worried about him.
What if, he fails his mission?
"You can leave."
Erwin Simpson let go of her cold wrist, very clearly – her palm and arm had been broken into two parts, suspended in the flesh, seeping out terrifying red threads of blood.
"You're quite ruthless..."
She glared at him harshly, and staggered up – and stumbled out in a zigzag walk.
She even fell down several times halfway, and visibly, she was already exhausted.
Maybe, before even reaching the hospital, she would be left as a corpse on the street...
...
"Miss Lacey, did that scare you?"
Still, his voice was extremely soft. Like the first snowfall in the late night – it wouldn't disturb anyone's sleep.
Ella Lacey regained her senses.
