Chapter 127

  Adrian's POV

  The dim light from the single hanging bulb flickered as I leaned against the chipped wall, staring at Victor Hale. Beaten, bruised, and bound to the chair, he still managed to look smug. His lip was cracked, his face swollen, but his arrogance hadn't disappeared.

  "Your biggest nig...

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