Chapter 87 Plan Against Braylon

• The eerie silence echoed through the eroded building as the group of people stood motionless, waiting for someone to speak. Finally, he stepped forward, his voice shaking with barely contained rage. “Our plan was flawless, how did it go wrong?” he demanded, looking around at the others.
• A woman in the group sighed heavily. “That detective. He showed up right in the middle of our chants,” she spoke; literally, they were in a rage.
• “How did he find out? We were cautious about it.”