ARNOLD's P O V

‘‘Get him over here!’’ I gave the order to my men to bring the shorter guy who was trembling in fear at the time.

‘‘Please, Mr. Maxwell...’’ he swiftly got down on his knees in front of me with his hands clasped. ‘‘Please have mercy on me… We did nothing but comply with Allen Wheeler's orders... It was him who ordered to do this, please…’’

Allen Wheeler!

Fuck him!

‘‘I want you to show me what you did!’’ When I said it, my voice was shaking slightly. I was curious about the extent of the damage they caused to Celestine. I wanted to know what kind...