Everyone turned to look at Walter Locke, seated under the sun umbrella, and instinctively shut their mouths tight, fearing that their chattering would be overheard by him.
Under the sun umbrella, Walter Locke picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then slowly stood up, walking toward Thomas Lampe and the others.
He shoved Mike Hayes aside, his cold gaze sweeping across the faces of the four men.
Duncan Kong and Xavier Cooper, who were still cursing nonstop, only felt a chill run through their bodies, as though a cold and sinister energy, resembling a venomous snake, had coiled around them.
In an instant, their entire beings felt as if they had plunged into an ice cavern; even their brains seemed to freeze, and their thoughts came to a grinding halt.
"Whoever tells me Barry Wolfe's whereabouts, I will spare his life, otherwise..."
