C524 Facing Slaps
The garden fell into an eerie silence, with no one speaking for what seemed like an eternity.
At the manor's entrance, Wood turned his head eastward to a three-story pavilion where a man and a woman stood on the second floor.
"Neil, your lackeys have been taken care of. Why don't we have a chat?" Wood's voice was even, as if he were discussing a trivial matter
