"Colleague?" Ms. Kaylu asked in a daze, walking into the living room in her slippers, "What colleague?"
She had never considered the people from the Imperial Professional Nightclub her colleagues. What was there to see there?
Criminals, prostitutes, drunkards, solicitors, but certainly no decent people!
If it weren't for the money, she probably wouldn't even work there!
Maybe a former colleague?
She didn't know. As she walked into the living room, she saw her son, then Lance. Lance was watching her with a half-smile.
A wave of anger surged from the soles of her feet. Just as she was about to raise her voice and do something, her son, who suddenly turned around, looked at her excitedly and exclaimed, "Mom!"
Immediately after, a chill, a wave of fear spread throughout her body!
In her son's hand was a handgun!
She felt dizzy, her mouth dry, and even her legs turned weak.
