103 Somethings Going On (2/2)

***

Presley Street, Delmar City

Late at night In district-D at the city morgue, two people had already stepped out of their car and made their way inside the building. Those two people who's figures were exposed by the moonlight were Peter and Gresham. They walked past the security guard stationed at the entrance of the morgue who only nodded his head in response to them trespassing inside the facility. Along with the other guards who let them enter unobstructed to where the bodies were kept inside the city morgue.

After the incident at the steel mill, many of the Purifiers went into hiding. While activity involving the Purifiers had mostly ceased inside Delmar City. Once Howard was dumped off at an undisclosed location Peter and Gresham had done the same until they both received a call from the leader of the purifiers in Delmar City Randell Roffe.

They expected someone to deal with the chaotic mess that happened and Randell was definitely the best man for the job, but what they didn't know was why both of them were called to meet him.

Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.

Not long after arriving Gresham and Peter found the room they were looking for. Inside the room were five guys standing next to a chard body that laid flat on a metal table. Four of the guys were clearly bodyguards. They all looked like tough opponents with rigid attitudes clearly they each had their own story to tell.

Out of the four bodyguards, two of them stood out from the group. They both stood next to each other while holding one end of what looked like a heavy custom made briefcase. The briefcase was wider then a normal one and the exterior of it was metal and inscribed with seals. The briefcase also had special cuffs that were designed to draw blood at each end of the case. Both of which were currently around the wrists of the two bodyguards. Peter and Gresham saw a constant stream of blood slipping out of those two bodyguards bodies, but didn't utter a word about it.

Their attention was mostly on the well-groomed gentleman in front of them named Randell Roffe. He was a skinny short man with curly hair that looked like he had just come back from a night club which would explain the smell of alcohol coming off him. Randell's tuxedo was custom made just like the fancy cane that he walked with.

In truth, Randell resembled a playboy to good for everyone in the world as he cleared a path through every obstacle in his way with daddy's money, but Peter and Gresham knew that was only what he wanted people to think. In truth, Randell was a two face man who hated every single mage and cultivator because of the shitty unjust world they created.