"What, he was caught, and even had a hand chopped off?"
Leonard was so stunned by his subordinate's report over the phone that he couldn't help repeating it.
He glanced over at Luther, raising a brow. "Your people are that fast? But that was a bit too reckless."
Luther frowned and shook his head. "Not my people."
Both of them simultaneously turned to look at Henry, who was still busy cooking in the kitchen.
Leonard immediately shook his head. "Not Henry. If it were Henry, that guy wouldn't have been caught by the police."
Silence fell between them. If none of them had done it, then who exactly was responsible?
Earlier, when the man screamed, a few people nearby heard it. They called the police almost immediately. When officers arrived, all they found was a bloody mess. They quickly sent the man for emergency treatment before interrogating him, but they couldn't get anything out of him. Even with his mind muddled, he couldn't form a single coherent word.
