Lane chuckled darkly, his tone dripping with scorn.
"You sure have a tough shell to crack! | should've realized what you were up to from the get-go!"
He raised his hand again, and Kenneth had already shut his eyes, bracing for another blow, or whatever form of
assault was coming next. But instead, Lane just stood up and wiped the blood that had stained his hands.
"What did | tell you before | left? Behave, and you'd be free to go! You've been a real disappointment."
"Kenneth, consider yourself lucky. The cops are all over Quincy's case like white on rice, and killing you would
just be another headache for me! Otherwise, whether it's one or two doesn't make a difference totoday!
Dorothy's already given into my demands and is mine now. | don't want any more trouble, so... don't push me."
Lane turned to grab a pocketknife from the table and leaned down to cut the ropes binding Kenneth.
Choked by the blood in his nostrils and throat, Kenneth coughed violently, looking utterly defeated.
Catching a glimpse of Kenneth's state, Lane snorted, "Just a couple of punches, you won't die! Go back and make
Kenneth propped himself up with his elbows, struggling to his feet.
Lane, seemingly disgusted, frowned, "If | catch you stepping out of line again, I'll make sure it's the end of you!
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With that, he walked ahead, leaving Kenneth behind.
Kenneth, his hand clamped over his nose to stem the bleeding, appeared to be wiping the blood from his face
and body. Unseen, he discreetly dropped a small black box in a corner of the room, well-hidden by a nearby
table. "Do you plan on staying here tonight?"
Seeing Kenneth unmoving, Lane asked with a menacing edge to his voice.
Kenneth didn't respond but covered his mouth and followed.
Silently, the two of them walked, one after the other, without uttering a single word.
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