CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
EDWARD'S POV
"Thug? Why will two thugs escort Roxanne to the hospital?" I pondered deeply, guiding my thoughts carefully so that they wouldn't stray into thinking of the worst.
I racked my brain, trying to solve the twisted puzzle. The middle-aged man did make mention of a lady. Why would a lady move with thugs?
I needed to find the man again, to make the scenario a bit clearer. For the whole scene, the man painted was foggy to me.
I ascended the stairs to the next floor, hoping to find the man.
I muffled a low thank God as I met the man, standing outside his door with a lady.
"Sorry for interrupting, please can you describe the lady again?" I asked, shifting attention to myself.
"What lady?" He asked, not comprehending the discourse I began. He scrutinized me with his eagle eyes, visibly showing his disgust.
