Chapter 124: Moriana's Past

Outside the Nivon Broadcasting Headquarters, it lay as desolate as a ghost town. The air reeked of blood so thick it turned the stomach. Two shadowy figures darted across the access road and plunged into the office building. The lobby was strewn with the brutally slain, blood pooling and running like a river. "Merciful Heavenly Lord!" Jefferson's voice broke. Grief surged up, squeezing his chest. Jason Yare stared blankly. He stayed almost calm. On the way here he had seen too much already, and...