Chapter 190: To keep my word

"Did you accomplish what I wanted?" A deep, commanding voice echoed through the dimly lit room. The figure of a man seated in a leather chair was barely visible, his silhouette illuminated only by the faint glow of a single bulb. One leg was crossed over the other.

"I’m sorry, but the bullet hit Lucius instead," the shooter stammered, his voice trembling with fear.