Chapter 157 Who Is The Father
- Daley gave me a pained look, and then I watched his body slowly kneel before me as his gun fell to the ground. He let out a groan of pain in the darkness.
- “God, what happened to you?” I held his body to prevent him from collapsing on the ground, a faint smell of blood from his chest. I saw his grey shirt under his suit turn dull red.
- “You're hurt,” I almost screamed. “Why didn't you say it earlier?”