Chapter 91: Assassination

Hendrix slowly put down his wine glass, staring at Walter. "What, Hendrix, you won't even do me this small favor?" Walter asked coldly. "It's not that I don't want to drink. It's that I can't," Hendrix said with a grin. "I don't want to die." Walter's face changed slightly. "Hendrix, what are you implying? You think I poisoned the wine? We're both drinking. Do you think I'd still be standing here if it were poisoned?" Hendrix chuckled. "Walter, you went to a lot of trouble. Are you planning to...