C187 Poisonous Tumor

Dylan was petrified, hastily pulling out his phone to call Jameson.

The line was dead.

He tried Helena's number next.

Dead again.

In that moment, Dylan felt the chilling gaze of death upon him.

Once he regained his composure, he noticed a note beneath his bloodied fingers.

He gingerly picked it up to read: Six years ago, the Lachlo Group collapsed out of the blue, and Riley