Chapter 22: The Hit Squad Wiped Out

Thud, thud, thud... Five trench-coated assassins rushed in with their guns up. The place was a shambles. "Chief, these are only the regular security. I'm guessing the target's still upstairs." A buzz-cut killer pinned his gaze on the stairs. The leader was thickset, broad-shouldered, his black coat straining over him. He tugged his mask down to bare his mouth, voice rough and hoarse. "Spread out! The client wants to watch Asher Jauncy tortured to death. Find him first. I'm betting the cops will...