Chapter 78 They Tracked Us

• "Richard!" "What happened to you?! WHO DID THIS?!" Edison quickly helped him walk inside the house and I shut the door, making sure I locked it, and watched Edison clear the table and lay Richard on top of it.
• He ripped open the coat of the old man and he flinched from Richard, his brows curving in grief while his eyes shut tight, The despair on his face was so obvious that I ran towards the reason why he grimaced in agony. I gasped when I saw a wide gash on Richard's stomach.
• Parts of his intestines were gone, like someone had yanked them out of him. It was horrifying to think that he still survived this far despite what had happened and managed to get into this place when it was almost ten hours away from Tyrell. Richard's clothes were soaked with fresh and dried blood and I worried about Edison, who was leaning against the wooden wall. The terror on his face made my heart break into a thousand small pieces.